C20 Twenty

I still have no idea where we're going, it's always a mystery with Lincoln. Fifteen minutes go by before we pull up in front of Lincoln's house. I frown in confusion. Why would he bring me here?

I voice my thoughts and ask him just that as I get out of the car.

"You'll see green eyes," he smirks. Oh, I have a fun new drinking game. Take a shot every time Lincoln smirks