Ch.3

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I was finally starting to regain consciousness. I was nice and warm and...wet? I opened my eyes in time to see Alan trip over something then go into the bathroom. I looked around me and the suite was a disaster. It looked like a war zone. There were beer bottles everywhere, a red solo cup pyramid, the TV was hanging off the wall, a chair was smoking, and there was a chicken?

What the hell happened last night?

I looked to my right and found a blow up sex doll. I quickly got out and wrapped a towel around me the same time Alan came out of the bathroom in a panic and tripped over something. Or should I say someone.

"Phil why are you on the floor?" I asked.

He looked at me and said,

"How the hell should I know. Why are you in a towel?"

"I woke up in the hot tub."

"Phil don't go in there! There's a tiger in the bathroom!" Alan said.

"What?" I asked then turned around when I heard groaning.

Stu was stumbling everywhere then he finally made it to a chair and flopped down on it. I turned back around when I saw Phil coming out of the bathroom quickly.

"He's not fucking kidding. There's a tiger in there," He said coming over to the couch.

I hurried to my room to get some clothes on while I heard Phil tell Alan to put pants on.

What happened? Why can't I remember anything? Where are the bed sheets? Nevermind. And how is there a tiger in the bathroom?

I came out of my room and sat next to my brother. I felt like a train ran me over.

"Harper. Phil. Am I missing a tooth?"

"Let me- Oh my God!" I said shocked.

Phil covered his mouth because he started laughing and Stu picked up a silver tray to look at his mouth.

"Oh my God my lateral incisor is gone!"

"Will you just calm down. Everything's fine. Alan go wake Doug up so we can get some coffee and get the fuck outta here," Phil said.

"How am I supposed to tell Melissa how my tooth went missing?"

"I don't know. You're feaking me out right now. I've got a massive headache-"

"I'm sure all of us do Phil," I stated in annoyance.

"Hey guys. He's not in there."

"Did you check all the rooms?" Phil asked.

"Yeah. Plus his mattress is gone."

How can his mattress be gone?

"He probably went to the pool to get something to eat," Phil said fishing out his phone.

When he put the phone up to his ear we heard Doug's phone going off nearby. Alan started searching for it. When he found it he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Alan."

"Hey."

"It's Phil."

"Oh hey Phi- This is Doug's phone," Alan said as he shut it.

"No shit," me and Phil said at the same time.

Alan I'm begging you please don't be an idiot today! We've got to find-

I was interrupted by a cry. I looked at my brother then to Phil with wide eyes.

"What the fuck was that?" My brother asked slowly.

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