When he typed the address into 

Google Maps

the destination turned out to be a place called The Three Kings Hotel. It was strange that the kid hadn't mentioned the name. Dave drove towards downtown, away from the university and the frat house he was staying at to deliver this package. During the drive he thought about the kid. Handsome. Looked and sounded smart. Studying computer science. Probably why he opted for precision. Gave a full damn address.

The hotel was only eight minutes away according to the app. Dave loved a good ole fashioned small down town. It took you at least 40 minutes to get anywhere back home. In the car he listened to the student radio. 

Mr. Brightside

 was playing. He found it surprising that kids still played this song.