Shit!
My head hurts like a bitch.
The first thing I see when I wake was the toilet. Believe me when I say what was inside of it was smiling at me. I could barely see anything as the light of the place was blinding me but after a few blinks I could make out that I was in a public restroom.
At least I wasn't the one with my head next to the toilet. Damn, for a model Nicole is such a heavy person. I try shaking her but nothing, only moved her head to the other side. Good, that means she's alive so that means I don't have to call the police or anything, even though the idea of leaving her here might fascinate me.
With great sacrifice, I successful remove Nicole from my lap. Funny was finding my phone under her.
I have more than twenty fresh missed call only from Justine. Figures, it was on silent. I call her back right away.
"Nicki! Thank God, I thought you were dead were are you?" Ugh!
"Can you be more quiet. I have a hangover... What happened last night?" I move my back away from the cubicle's division.
"I don't know about you but I'm in some deep shit right now."
"From one to ten, how bad is it?"
"Fifteen, now come get me." This scares me. Justine was lost somewhere and with everything we see on the newspaper going on I better hurry.
She gives me her location then I hang. I need to go get my friend. And some Advil too.
I walk over to the sink and wash my face taking my makeup off, but when I look at my reflex in the mirror I get this feeling I wouldn't like to know what went down last night.
I need to know if there's still a living soul in this place. Even I ever thought about being alone in s club and be a DJ for a good minute, this is not the scenario for it. And by the few windows this place has, I can see that the sky was starting to light.
Searching and searching I find two guards conversing by the bar stools. Unfortunately I'll have to interrupt their chitchat.
"Excuse me?" I say catching their attention. They stop talking and turn to look at me. One of they I recognise as Mike the security guards.
"Miss, what are you still doing here?" He asks.
"Sorry to interrupt but I need help getting my cousin out of the bathroom."
"I don't want to interfere in your personal life but those things are illegal. Hide or get rid of any trace of it or I'm obligated to call the police." My jaw drops at what he says.
"Oh no, she's knocked out by drinking. I'm sure she's gonna wake up soon... Will you guys please help me?"
They nod their heads and go to the bathroom. Of course they didn't complain about her being heavy (which I'm not exaggerating) because they were both pretty strong. They tried sitting her on a chair but it was like they were dealing with a dead body so they had to lay her on the floor. A few slaps here, a few splashes of water there...
Meanwhile I take the time to sober up a bit. First, I didn't have a ride, and the person who drove me here is nowhere to be found. Second, I need to fetch Justine but I don't have a car.
Two missing people. Like at a drop of a hat they were gone. One at least had the decency to tell me they're in trouble but the other, not so much.
What are the chance of me being wrong if I say they are together? Did they finally feel the chemistry between them? Am I really going to end up as the cat lady and laughing stock of the family?
STAI LEGGENDO
Dricki: Boyfriend For Hire
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