SEREN'S POV

"So, are you curling your hair or straightening it?" I asked, painting over the chipped off red on Piper's fingers with black.
"Uh, mom?" Piper asked, her eyes closed as Alysha brushed makeup across her eyelids.
"We're waving it." Her mom shouted from the bathroom.
"That'll be cute. You have like a rustic hipster thing going on anyway." I said, blowing on her nails.
"I know! It's so cute. I love the mason jars!" Alysha said.
"That was Leanna's idea." Piper said.
"Anything Leanna picked out, we kept." I added.
Alysha smiled softly. "How sweet. I'm sure she's watching you get ready and smiling."
I saw Piper smile for the first time in two days. "Yeah, I bet."
I was halfway done with Piper's right hand when Vic came storming in the room. Piper shot her left arm up over her bra.
"Who's here? I'm not decent!" She shouted. I placed the nail polish bottle on the counter. Vic's wild eyes looked up at me.
"Seren, I-I need to talk to you!" He said in a shout.
"Victor, you can't just come charging in here like this! You're lucky Alysha and Jessica have a robe on!" I snapped. I looked at his outfit. His shirt was untucked and his bow tie was tied in a messy fashion. "Oh, honey, you're a mess."
"Hall! Now!" He shouted frantically.
I pushed him out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me. "What the hell, Vic! Are you drunk?"
"I'm a little messed up, but Seren-"
"The wedding is in 4 hours, Vic! You can't get drunk now!"
"I took one shot, but there's a reason. Jaime and Tony are in Vegas!" Vic said, then pulled a whiskey bottle out from God knows where. I pulled the bottle out of his hand.
"Vic, you're drunk, I don't think you know-"
"No! They are! They told me they'd get a cab back, but they aren't here now and-"
"Vic, go in the room and take a nap. You're drunk-" And at that moment, Mike came sprinting down the hall.
"Seren, Seren, you'll never guess where Tony is!" He shouted.
"Shut up, you're going to freak out Piper!" I said in a whisper. "Are they really in Vegas? Do they have a flight home?"
"They do, but that's not even the worse part."

TONY'S POV

I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom, and in a hungover panic, I grabbed my shoe and stormed in.
"Please don't be a female, please don't be a female." I whispered before swinging the door open. I heard a high pitched scream, but not from a female.
"Don't look at me!" Jaime shouted.
"Jaime? What the hell!"
"Did you hear me sing?" Jaime said, poking his head out of the curtain.
I sighed. "No, but-"
"Good, because I was singing the most embarrassing song. My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard..."
"Jaime, why are we in Vegas?"
He paused. "We're in Vegas?"
My jaw dropped. "You didn't know we're in Vegas?"
"No!" He jumped out of the shower, and I closed my eyes so I didn't see his penis. "What-how many hours until the wedding?"
"Like four, we have to get home Jaime. I found plane tickets, but-" I stopped talking as I scanned my messages for hints of what happened last night. It clicked, and a feeling of panic rushed through my body.

"Hime Time, Hime Time, we HAVE to gamble!" I said, shaking his shoulders. Jaime took a big drink out of a vodka bottle, then threw two fist in the air.
"Let's do it!" He shouted, then took off the a poker table. As I ran after him, a conversation caught my ear.
"...but I need a suit, and I don't have one." A guy said.
I walked up to him. "I have a suit, and a fine one at that, good sir!" I said in a British accent.
The guy gave me a funny smile. "Well, would you mind me borrowing it?"
"You cannot borrow it, I'm getting married tomorrow and will need to impress my bride."
"Well, what if we gamble for it? If you win, you get money and suit to impress your bride."
I shrugged. "Okay, but I must warn you, sir, I'm quite good at this."
Everything flashed quickly through my eyes, and I didn't notice the details.
"Oh, rats!" I cried.
The man laughed. "Your suit, sir!"

"I-I gambled my suit?"
Jaime, who was pulling his jeans up, paused. "Oh my God, you did! You lost that and a $100.00 worth of money!"
I ran my hands through my hair. "Do I have time to get a new one?"
"Right now, man, we have to catch our flight if we even want to be back in San Diego on time. Come on!" Jaime said, grabbing my arm.
Piper's going to murder me.

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