Welcome to Las Vegas
Niko opens his eyes painfully, he has flashes of the night, but basically his memories are blurry. Shit. What has he done, again? His head is heavy, he feels a nausea coming, it's not okay. He slowly looks away from the ceiling he doesn't recognize to see... Ante? Sleeping next to him. Not good. He puts his hands on his face to wake up, he needs to clear up all this mess before he sees Fredi arriving in his room to bawl him, he's probably late again. He has a fucking new ring. It isn't the one of his first marriage. Either it's a nightmare or it's worse. It's surely worse. Robert is also going to shout at him for getting married in Vegas to Ante Rebic. What were they doing in Vegas? The other day they were at the other end of Florida for the season preparation before going back to Frankfurt. He hopes no one on the team participated to this, and he doesn't want evidence either. Niko kept his relationship with Ante secret for a reason for the love of God...
The shower he takes wakes him up so much, his night must have been horribly long for his nerves, and when he sees the marks of Ante's strength he knows that it must have been until late at night. It's not bad to be married to Ante, it's just surprising to learn it in Las Vegas. He loves him but he wouldn't have thought it would go so fast between them. Robert is going to shout at him so much. He finds his phone with a new headache, but that won't prevent him from learning if everyone knows it. Shit. Apparently, according to the photos someone took (surely Prince), the team was their witnesses, and it seems that Jan and Lukas also married. They took advantage of their stay in a good way, but it must stay in Vegas so that Frankfurt never learns their plight as alcoholic adults.
The End
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