Subtitle The Hangover «8K 2025»

They both looked toward the balcony. Elias wasn't there, but his phone was, pinned under a heavy glass trophy that definitely hadn't belonged to them yesterday. As Leo reached for it, the memories began to strobe back: the neon lights of the Strip, a toast made with something that tasted like gasoline, and a very intense conversation with a man named 'Tiny' who owned a tiger.

The three of them stood, a shaky alliance of headache and mystery, ready to piece together a night they were reasonably sure they’d never be allowed to forget. subtitle The Hangover

"Define 'illegal,'" Leo said, "and maybe pass me that burrito. We have a lot of explaining to do before the church bells ring." They both looked toward the balcony

Silence. Then, a groan from the bathtub. Jax emerged, still wearing neon-pink swimming goggles. "Why is the floor vibrating?" "That’s my heart," Leo said. "Where’s Elias?" The three of them stood, a shaky alliance

The sun didn’t just rise; it interrogated Leo’s retinas.

Leo sat up, his brain feeling three sizes too large for his skull. "Guys?" he croaked.