Chapter 3-The One Night Stand

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Mitch's POV
I suddenly awoke. The bright morning light shining in my eyes. I look over to see a dirty blonde haired man sleeping next to me. Oh thank god. I looked over expecting to see Scott. It was NOT Scott! I shot up immediately regretting my decision. He shot up too.

???'s POV
"What the hell!"
"Who the fuck are you?!?! Where am I??" The short brunette man yelled at me.
"I'm a Disney prince. That's who I am!"
"Really who are you!" He yelled at me in a threatening tone.
"You seriously don't know me??"
"No I don't. Please fill me in."
"I am Tom Hiddleston. The actor who plays Loki."
"Who?"
Are you serious? He doesn't know who I am. Well I don't know who he is. That's okay.

Scotts POV
Texts: (S) Scott and Kirstie (K)
S: "Kirstie!!"
K: "Scott? What do you want?"
S: "Mitch is gone! I haven't see him since yesterday!"
K: "Wait, what?!?!"
S: "We were out at a club with Kev then he was just gone."
K: "I'm sure he just went to someone's place. He's an adult Scott."
S: "But if he's not back two hours before the show we call the police right?"
K: Yeah, for sure. But that's four hours from now so try to chill till then."
S: okay, I'll try. Thanks Kirst.

Mitch's POV
He sounds familiar. Who's Loki? Who names their kid Loki? What movie is that even from?
"So, who is this Loki character?"
"He is Thor's brother. Adoptive brother. He is the antagonist in the story. But i feel like he is misunderstood. " he explained
"Cool. I'm not big into superheroes but I do like villains." I said winking.
"So what is your name?"
"Mitch Grassi."
"Cool. I always liked the name Mitch. Do you want to go get some coffee? Maybe even late lunch?"
"Yeah sounds great."
We got to the coffee shop. Tom ordered us some lunch as we sat down at a table.
"So," he started " What do you find attractive in people?"
"Well, I like confidence, charisma, and ambition. It tells me who people really are and what they want from life."
Our food and coffee was delivered to the table.
"So, Mitch what do you do for a living?"
"Oh shit!" I yelled. I got a lot of weird glares from the people around me.
"What's wrong?" Tom asked me worry laced in his voice.
"I am in music group called pentatonix. I have a show in twenty-six minutes! Shit! I'm going to be late!"
"I can drive you if you need."
"Will you?!?! Thanks that would be amazing!"
We got into his car and we raced to the venue.

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