Oblivious

Chapter 24: What Happened?

I hear a door shut, followed by footsteps going down the hall. It sounded like the people in the hotel room next to us. There was mumbling that I couldn't make out into words through the wall.

My mouth felt cottony, like saliva had never existed in it before. Confused, I rolled over and felt something fuzzy above my head. I slowly opened my eyes and saw a hairy leg staring back at me.

I quickly sat up, throwing the white covers off of me as if I just woke up from a nightmare.

My hand immediately goes to a pounding I had in my head. The hotel room was more bright than I expected, and looking at the light made the pounding behind my eyes worse. It was spreading from the back of my head, and pounded to the beat of my heart.

I put my head in my hands, trying to remember what I did that would make me feel like this.

I look up and squint as I look  around the hotel room I had been sleeping in. The blinds were pulled fully open as if someone wanted to cause me pain. I was still in Mini's hotel room, which I guess is good.

I throw my legs over the bed and stand up, wobbling. I was pretty dizzy too, but I wanted to close the curtains to end my blindness.

I pull the beige shades closed and almost trip over someone that was on the floor as I was heading back to bed. The room got significantly darker to my satisfaction, so I look down to see the person I just kicked.

It was Marcel, passed out on the floor. I chuckled to myself as I stepped over him, suprised he didn't wake up when I kicked him. He was in a comfortable looking black hoodie, clutching a water bottle to his chest and resting his head on a pile of jeans.

To my surprise, there were clothes scattered all over the floor.

It suddenly made me nervous, making me look down to what I had on, praying I wasn't naked. I looked down and saw a pair of gray and black Adidas trackpants that....weren't mine. I guess it was better than being naked.

I look over to the bed I was previously on, where the hairy leg was attached to a body.

It was Nogla.

A disturbing thought occurred in my head as I looked at him in only his boxers, but I shook it away and continued looking for clues as to what happened last night.

All I remember is going out for food with the guys, and having a few drinks. Nothing too crazy.

Everything else was in its place, other than the fact that it looked like a tornado went through all our suitcases.

I give up trying to remember what happened and slowly make my way to the bathroom.

I heard a strange grumbling noise coming from a pile of clothes in the other bed. I make my way to it and realize that it's snoring.

Vanoss was in the other bed, sprawled out in a star shape with his face in the pillow, covered in clothes that were piled ontop of him. At least he wasn't naked either. That's not something I wanna see. Okay, maybe. But I don't bother being creepy and looking under the pile of clothes to see if he is.

I spot a black smudge on his foot and stop walking as I try to focus my eyes on what it was. I chuckle as I figure out that it was a penis that somebody attempted to draw on the bottom of his foot. It looked more like a lamp with a smiley face in the middle of it.

I giggle to myself as I continue to look around the room, wondering what other funny places Tyler and Craig might be sleeping in.

I look to my left and spot an unopened bottle of water on the same desk that Craig's laptop was on, so I make my way over all the complimentary shampoo and conditioner bottles that were in a pile on the floor for some reason, and grab it.