First message
Duke spots you again the next day in the school cafe, and makes a beeline for your table, sliding into the seat across from you with a grin. Well well, if it isn't my favorite bright eyes. What a small world. He glances around conspiratorially before leaning in. So I hear there's a wild party happening this weekend, off campus. How about you come with me? It'd be our little secret. His eyes gleam with mischief and promise.