Too Much Clickbait - Sequel to Clickbait

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"No shot! No fucking shot... Katie, you didn't!" Zane started to vlog out of the window, looking st the crystal blue water beneath us. He pointed the camera back at her and myself. "Hawaii? Baby!"
"Zane, Hawaii is almost six hours away." Katie laughed, shaking her head back and forth. "Cancún, baby."
"I don't believe you." Zane said, still in a state of shock. "You knew I wanted to go there for years."
"Happy birthday, baby!" I threw my right arm over Katie, tickling Zane's shoulder with my hand in the process, playfully.
"You thought I was gonna go back to Hawaii when Heath went without me?" Katie raised an eyebrow, putting her hand up to the camera sarcastically. "He already had his fun there. I ain't making this trip about him."
Zane laughed as I fake poured next to her, earning her rubbing her hand on my thigh supportively. From behind us, Scott popped over the seat with his vlogging camera pointed at Zane. "How ready are you?"
"Dude, I'm so pumped." Zane laughed, still having waves of shock flush over him. "How's Matt doing?"
Matt was wrapped in his blanket nervously, peaking his beady eyes over the seat directly behind Zane to speak. "Mama is ready to get to the hotel and have herself a good cry after this flight, ya hear?"
"I don't like flying either, it's okay." Katie smirked, patting the top of his head lightly. "We will be landing shortly."

*****

As we got to our hotel, we realized Katie had put us in the penthouse of one of the hotels on the beach. As we walked into the suite, we were taken back by the size. There was a bar in the lounge area, along with over nine bedrooms, a bathroom in each one, and two private pools with invisible sidings. I felt my chest cave in from the beauty that overtook the room and before I could catch my breath, Katie grabbed my bag from my hand to race to the rooms.
I followed her, running into a suite with a red accent wall behind a califnoria king bed adorned with crisp, white bedding and pillows. It sat against a black headboard and box spring which matched the black accents throughout the rest of the room. To the left of the bed was a fireplace with a large plsma above it. The wall directly across from the bed was a floor to ceiling gliding glass door that opened up to the patio that wrapped around the rest of the suite. Katie walked to the door, grabbing onto the black curtains and pulling them slowly over the door, covering any sunlight from entering the room. Smirking back at me, I took her hint and closed the bedroom door behind me.

*****

After settling, and finishing activities, we led the bedroom in normal clothing. I chose a pair of black jean shorts with a black salty crew t-shirt and matching hat, ignoring Katie's comments about how trashy guys in flip-flops were as I slid mine on. "You're wearing overalls with a fucking fannypack."
She held onto her straps of her overalls proudly, her baby pink crop top, t-shirt riding up slightly on her sides as she did so. "I look cute."
As we reached the lounge, we saw Amber pouring shots for her, Will, Zane, and Scotty. Katie quickened her pace, getting behind the bar. She took a shot glass for herself, pouring it to the point of almost overflowing as she smiled happily, throwing back her head to catch the shot. "You all are disgusting."
Katie rolled her eyes at David, bumbling something under her breath as Scotty spoke over her. "You're one to talk! At least we know how to have a good time."
"You're drunk before noon again, Scott." David laughed, filming his conversation.
"Again." Amber repeated, holding back her laughter as she poured herself another shot.
David laughed before turning off his camera and walking back towards him and Liza's room. Katie rolled her eyes at me as a plea to make her not go crazy. I took the shot glass from her hand, leaning over the bar with a slight smirk as I waiting for her to pour whiskey into my glass. As she picked up the bottle, Amber lunged in front of her with her own bottle, filling up my glass with a grin. Katie looked her up and down, shocked at the move she just made, though Amber didn't seem phased as she spoke. "I don't get why he doesn't drink. At least have a beer, loosen up."
"His dad was addicted and he doesn't like to lose control." Katie answered quickly, narrowing her eyes at her.
I threw the shot back, waiting for the fire that was Katie to explode. But alas, she kept her mouth shut as she listened to Amber speak. "Addiction is something that is self bred, not inherited. He can calm down."
     "Studies actually have proven otherwise. The mother does give off traits in the womb to her child, but the addiction gene lies within the father's sperm. Plus we also have the nature verses nurture debate. And I'm sure David was... You're right, I know. Sorry. He should learn to take a breather." Will stopped his tangent when he locked eyes with Amber.
     "Well I would say that this is a case of Nurture as the addiction gene is heavily already present in David. He can't take a day off of filming, nor posting, he has to be in control of every little thing... I think he was nurtured into an environment where if he did decide to one day drink, he would awaken a beast he wasn't expecting to. Then, it'll be too late." Katie smiled at Will lightly, leaning over Amber to pat the top of his hand that laid on the top of the bar. "I agree with your point, Doctor."
     "The cars are here!" Kristen and Liza skipped hand and hand as Gabbie and the rest of the crew followed them to the front door.
     I watched as Katie met Amber's eyes briefly who were scolding her in silence, before Amber locked arms with Will and joined the rest of the group. As Katie walked around the bar, I grabbed her by the small of her back, whispering harshly to her. "How many lines did you decide to fucking snort before you pulled that shit, huh?"
     "She poured you a spite shot." Katie crossed her arms over her chest matter-of-factly.
     "A spite shot? Do you fucking hear yourself?" I rolled my eyes as I opened and closed the suite door behind us as we were the last to leave. "Or were you too busy thinking of gargling doctor balls in your mouth?"
     "Oh, please!" Katie scoffed. "I think I made it clear an hour ago the only balls I ever wanna gargle are yours, Captain."
     Katie saluted me with two fingers and I snatched her hand before it could go back to being folded across her chest. I spun her around, looking her up and down before kissing her hard. As I pulled away, she stumbled forward in a confused stupor. "Don't do that again, but it was kind of hot."
     Katie laughed, hitting my chest before Todd waved to us in the oversized elevator. "Let's go, lovers!"