The Holiday.

Saturday

Flynn POV

I wake up with a throbbing headache.

What happened last night?

Oh my God, I remember, a gunshot.

I open my eyes. It's bright.

I'm in my bed at Coriolana.

Alone.

Bobbet, Larry? Anyone here?

I have the 'morning after club' voice. I cough a bit.

I see a bottle of water by the bed.

My door slowly opens, it's Shirlene.

"Flynn, good you awake. I left some water, drink."

Please tell me no one is hurt ... I heard a gun go off.

"Ya no heard gunshots Flynn, it was the music. Hon ya vomit and pass out."

Oh, Thank God!

"You were wasted HaHaHa. You calm down once we get ya home. You just sleep. Your men inebriated too. Me think dem both."

Very funny ... I know Larry was drunk ... where is he?

" ... Um ... So our men are fightin like children, der was a big brawl. The police come, and shut everyting down. Your security guys, the two, smooth everyting with the law, but Devin go to hospital. Me think Larry break his tooth. Elliot and 'Rick Ross' get ..."

Rick Ross?

"That what ya' call him."

HaHaHa Calvin! He does look like him. I said that out loud?

"Oh, Flynn ya say whole lot girl. Ya push Larry to fight. Ya call Devin a punk bitch. Flynn you show ya ass."

Ooh not a good look. 

"No, it was not. But you OK. Everyting fine. It happens, people get drunk."

Yeah, but I'm ...

"You be fine. I not see too many camera phones. HaHaHa!"

Shirlene you're stalling, where is Larry?

As she looks around and sighs, the patio door opens.

"Good, he here now."

"Flynn, you awake. How you feel?"

Like shit Larry, but better now that I see you're not shot!

"I'm fine Bébé ... thanks for stay with her Shirlene."

"Dis the only place I would be."

They hug.

"Thank Ellie for me again."

"I will Larry. I leave you two now. Call me if you need. ByeBye."

Bye.

Larry closes the door and pulls the drapes.

I try to get up. Ah, my head is throbbing, I'm nauseous.

Ooh I'm naked.