Heaven comes to he who waits

Untitled Part 3

Roland felt his shoulder being shaken and slowly opened his eyes. He didn't know what was happening or where he was. Then he looked around and looked up. Manny was towering over him. He finally realized what happened. He had fallen asleep at the studio. 

"You okay mate?" Manny looked concerned as he continued to inspect Roland 

Roland rubbed his eyes and slowly stood up and stretched. His legs were killing him and he had marks all over his hands from where his head was all night. "I must've passed out" He yawned and looked around the recording room 

"Looks that way. Why didn't you call me or someone?" Manny put an arm around Roland and carefully walked him over to a couch in the hallway just outside the room 

"Well you were on your date and Curt and Ian left to do whatever. And I didn't even feel tired, I don't know when I fell asleep, it just happened." Roland ran a hand through his messy hair, staring off into space 

Manny shook his head slightly. "Man, you have to be careful. I'm glad I found you as soon as I did, something could've happened" He nudged Roland, to get his attention 

"I know, I know. I'll try to get that under control. Anyways, how was the date?" Roland tapped Manny's knee, then turned himself a little so that he could be face to face with his friend 

"Well, she's a doctor. And she's absolutely perfect" Manny closed his eyes, smiling a little. The girl he took out was indeed his idea of perfection. She met all of his strict expectations. 

Roland smiled along with him. Manny had the worst luck when it came to relationships. It was good to see him happy. 

"Oh there's also something we need to talk about. Did Curt and Ian happen to mention where they were going last night?" Manny's eyes opened immediately and he stared at Roland waiting for an answer 

"No, they just said they were going out. Why?" Roland recalled last night. No, neither of them had mentioned where exactly they were going

Manny cursed under his breath, then looked away from Roland. "Nobody's heard anything from then, and they're not home. Paul even went around, asking establishments if they've seen them" 

Upon hearing that their manager couldn't even find Curt and Ian started to concern Roland. He didn't even know what time it was. How long have the two been missing? 

"Come on, let's go downtown and see if they've been there" Manny stood up quickly, and waited for Roland. He slowly got up, stretching again 

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"Where the hell are we?" Ian groaned, half awake. He slowly sat up from the ground. He put his hands on both sides of him, supporting himself 

Curt mumbled something, his eyes still closed. He wasn't awake yet and didn't have the chance to look around. Ian took a moment to scan the room they were in. A hotel room? He didn't remember anything about a hotel. Then again, he didn't remember anything really. And how did he end up on the floor? Nothing made sense. 

He rolled over and put his knees on the ground and pushed himself up. He breathed in deep and ran both hands down his face. Curt was on the other side of the room, also on the floor. Ian continued to look around the room. Nothing was touched, it was like they just came into the room and went to sleep on the ground 

"Curt" Ian called out to his friend, but when he got no reply, he walked over to him. He bent down and gently shook him. But still, nothing. He looked down at him and thought about how to wake him up. There was only one way to really wake him up. 

He walked to the bathroom and found a small plastic cup on the counter. He filled it with cold water, and walked back over to Curt. He dumped the water on him, and took a step back