Reader POV:
I watched as Phil talked to Tracy over the phone, it was the moment I realized I was scared. Scared of admitting I would never see my brother again, scared of having to live without him, scared of having to face Tracy after we lost her future husband in some shithole city. I had been through a lot in my life, but never, ever, had I thought something like this would ever happen to me
''Thanks for the lift back to town'' Doug, the wrong one, said walking over to us. Stu turned to him
''I got a question for you, how did you wind up in Chow's car?'' he asked the guy
''That crazy asshole kidnapped me yesterday'' Doug said annoyed
''Okay but why tho?'' I joined their conversation
''Cause he thought I was with you guys, cause we were all hanging over at the Bellagio'' Doug explained
''We were at the Bellagio?'' Alan asked
''Yeah we were shooting craps you don't remember?'' Doug said
''No, No we don't remember'' Stu said annoyed
''Some dick drug dealer sold Alan Ruphylin and told him it was ecstasy'' I added
''Ruphylin, there you go with that word, Ruphylin, what the hell is a Ruphylin?'' Doug asked
''Wow, you are the worlds shittiest drug dealer, Ruphylin for your information is the date-rape drug, you sold Alan roofies'' Stu explained annoyed
''Oh shit I must've mixed up the bags, my fault Alan'' Doug sort of apologized ''Damn, Marshall gonna be pissed off at me on that one'' he added
''Whatever'' Stu said and I let out a sigh
''It's funny cause just the other day me and my boy were wondering why they even call them roofies, you know what I'm talking about?'' Doug continued
''No, we don't'' I snapped at him be he didn't seem to care
''Why not floories right? Cause when you take them you're more likely to end up on the floor then the roof'' Doug said, I rolled my eyes
''What about groundies?'' Doug asked Alan
''Or what about rapies?'' Alan replied, I pinched the bridge off my nose and looked back at Phil not paying attention to my surroundings anymore. That was until Stu suddenly stormed off yelling Phil's name, I watched as Stu tackled Phil to the ground and ran over to them
''Stu the fuck!?'' I yelled helping Phil up, Stu said something to Tracy on the phone ignoring me
''STU!'' I said loud
''I KNOW WHERE DOUG IS!'' Stu exclaimed, I gave him a confused look
''What?'' I asked
''Just-come on!'' Stu said running back to the car.
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''I don't know man, it just hit me'' Stu said as we were driving back to the hotel
''You remember when we saw Doug's mattress impaled on that statue?'' Stu continues
''Yeah cause we threw it out a window'' I said
''No,Impossible you can't open windows in Vegas hotels'' Stu pointed out
''Well then how did it get-'' Before Phil could finish his sentence the realization hit us both
''Oh my god'' we both exclaimed and Stu laughed
''Whoa wait what's going on?'' Alan asked
''Doug was trying to signal someone'' Stu explains
''Holy shit, wait how did you figure that out?'' Phil asked
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σηє ηιgнт ιη νєgαѕ//The Hangover Phil Wenneck x Reader
FanfictionI recently fell in love with the hangover movies and one character in particular, so I decided to write this. It's a Phil Wenneck x reader, using y/n and she/her pronouns. I'm probably also going to make a book for the second movie when they are in...