The loud music thumped through the building, accompanied by dozens of shouts and yells.
The party was going full blast, yet the two organizers who were supposed to be having the time of their lives were completely busy on something that wasn't one bit fun.
Hugo and Collins sat on a bed in a random room, hunched over Collins' phone like two criminals plotting a multi million dollar scam.
Why?
Because they were.
Okay, not literally. But it felt like it.
Their mission?
Convince the volleyball team's assistant coach to send a fake message about a last minute meeting.
But of course, there had to be a problem.
What was the problem?
The assistant coach was a certified menace. Not just any menace, but a dignified, legendary pervert.
A 'great' man of culture.
A man who once got caught slipping his phone number into a waitress's apron at a team banquet.