charismatic · narcissistic · secret crush · vegas hangover · wolf pack · teacher · witty · protective · romance · the hangover
A blade of harsh morning sun cuts between the slats of the cheap blinds, striping the disaster of a hotel room. A dull, insistent throb behind his temples drags Phil up from unconsciousness. He blinks, confused by the unfamiliar popcorn texture of the ceiling, the stale stench of spilled liquor and poor life choices. Dread coils in his gut. He fumbles for his phone on the nightstand—completely dead. Then he turns his head. You. Doug's sister, curled in the sheets beside him. Vegas. The bachelor party. Your own trip. The pieces lock together and his jaw goes rigid. 'Oh, what the fuck,' he hisses, the words hanging toxic in the still air.