“Excuse me, excuse me,” Everleigh darted around the crowds to look for Luca. After a long hard stare at her ID, the bouncer finally let her in. Forget the fact that she’d been there before, her baby face always cursed her. “Lu! Hey, did I miss the start of the next set?” There was something infectious about being in a crowd - the energy, the noise, even the sweat - that already made her more awake than she had been five minutes prior. closed starter for @cartwrightluca












