Chapter 3:

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I groaned as I woke up on the floor in a tank top and my pants from last night, slowly sitting up I looked around, we were back at the hotel but our room was a total mess. I heard a scream from the bathroom and Alan ran out tripping over Phil who was laying in front of the bathroom door, I was just a few feet away from him

''What the fuck!?'' Phil groans sitting up, I sat down on the couch

''You okay Phil?'' I asked

''yeah, hey Alan control yourself man, goddamn will you put on some pants?'' Phil asked cringed out 

''Phil do not go in the bathroom'' Alan said freaked out

''Al just calm down'' Phil said

''Phil there is a tiger in the bathroom'' Alan yelled, I covered my ears and leaned back into the couch

''What's going on?'' Stu asked

''There's a jungle cat in the bathroom'' Alan yelled again

''Okay Okay Al, I'll check it out'' Phil said standing up, I now noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, he was pretty hot

''Don't go in'' Alan kept saying as Phil opened the door to the bathroom but instantly closed it again

''Holy fuck he's not kidding there's a tiger in there'' Phil said walking over to us

''What the fuck?'' I said under my breath

''No there isn't'' Stu said

''Yeah!'' Alan yelled in a high pitched voice

''It's big, gigantic'' Alan continued yelling as Phil fixed himself a shirt

''You okay buddy? and y/n?'' He asked us walking over

''No I'm in so much pain right now'' Stu said 

''Just mostly a major headache'' I said

''Goddamn look at this place'' Phil said putting on his shirt and looking around the room, than sat down next to me on the couch

''I know, Phil they have my credit card downstairs, I am so screwed'' Stu said

''How does a tiger get in the bathroom it almost killed me'' Alan bursts in again

''Hey bro you mind putting on some pants, I find it a little weird I have to ask twice'' Phil said taking a sip from some drink he found on the table

''What the fuck happened last night'' Phil asked putting down the drink, I felt a slight stitch in my shoulder blade but ignored it

''Hey guys, am I missing a tooth?'' Stu asked us, I looked at him as he opened his mouth

''Oh shit'' Phil laughed and I laughed with him

''Oh my god Stu'' I said, Stu's face grew scared and he grabbed a plate and used it as mirror

''Oh my god, my lateral incisor's-It's gone!'' Stu yelled, as Phil tried to calm down Stu I felt that same stitch in my shoulder again

''Alan go wake up Doug, let's just get some coffee and get the fuck out of Nevada before housekeeping shows'' Phil said 

''What am I gonna tell Melissa? I lost a tooth I have no idea how it happened'' Stu whined

''You're freaking me out man, just calm down'' Phil said, and again, that stitch in my shoulder

''How am I supposed to calm down, look around you'' Stu said, I ignored Stu and turned to Phil

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