Chapter 3.

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Once pulled up to the Garner Residence, the 4 were greeted by Doug's father in law, Sid, who kindly welcomed them in.

"Guys, I can't tell you how much this means," He said as he led the 4 down a hallway. "Alan's been waiting for the invite ever since he got wind of the wedding."

"I'm sure he has," Stu chuckled uncomfortably, seeming to be regretting his decision.

"Yeah, he's been standing outside by the mailbox everyday," Sid continued, continuing to lead them down the hall.

"Wow, that's rough," Phil commented as Sid stopped them at a white door, a sign posted up at chest level reading 'Danger: Genius at Work'. Which made Brooklyn internally chuckle at herself, trying not to be rude by not making her laughing known.

"Yeah," Sid agreed, looking down at the hallway floor as if he was ashamed. "I, uh, I'm not quite sure he ever really left Vegas, you know? He really needs this," He paused, knocking gently on the door.

"What?!" The familiar voice said through the door, which made Brooklyn cross her arms over her chest at Alan's attitude towards his wonderful father.

"Sweetie, it's Pa Pa," Sid announced. "You have visitors," He finished, turning back towards the 4. "Go in slowly, give him a chance to acclimate."

The door soon opened, revealing Alan on the other side of it, looking around at his friends before landing directly on Phil. "Hey Alan," Doug greeted, Alan then looking at his brother in law.

"Hey guys," He greeted, before looking back at Phil. "Hey Phil."

"Hey bud," Phil smiled with forced enthusiasm, trying to be nice as Alan looked around at the other 3.

"Y-you guys wanna come in?" Alan asked, slightly stepping back from his door, offering them to come inside his room.

"Sure."

"Yeah, absolutely."

Alan then shook Doug's hand before letting him enter, choosing to immediately hug Phil then pat Stu on the back, before he then looked at Brooklyn, also opening his arms for a hug.

Brooklyn stopped him before he could. "Woah. Sorry Alan, but I kinda have a thing against hugs," She lied, but Doug, Phil and Stu clearly knew she just didn't want Alan to touch her.

"Oh, okay," He said as if Brooklyn just stomped on all his dreams, choosing to give her a light smile before sneaking around her back towards the door.

Sid looked at his son with a smile. "Okay, I'll see you on the court in a half—," He began to say, only for Alan to then close the door in his face.

"Pretty cool room, Alan," Phil complimented as he looked around the room, a hand set on the back of Brooklyn's neck.

It definitely looked more like a child's bedroom, not a room a grown man would sleep in. There were multiple strange posters hung on the walls, multiple action figures of sports players sitting on shelves, and a very unmade bed.

"Oh, thanks, Phil. My dad pays my rent," Alan thanked, happy as if Phil just asked him to marry him as Doug and Stu looked around the room as well.

"Alan, what the fuck? We were supposed to delete these," Doug said as he looked at a wall covered in huge frames, holding a few of the printed out Vegas photos that Doug said were supposed to be deleted. "You made a promise."

"Whoa! Whoa, whoa! What the hell?" Stu asked, clearly not amused at the photos either. "I'm not cool with this at all!"

While Phil just laughed at the remembrance of the insane night, Alan chuckled. "Chillax, Stu. No one ever comes in here."

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