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| �Zac, what�s wrong?� Mara asked. �Nothing,� Zac said throwing the shirts on the floor. �Absolutely nothing.� He turned and walked straight out of the room. Mara followed close behind him and turned out the lights. ************************ �Zac!� Taylor yelled as they crawled out of their cab the next morning. Zac ignored him and walked directly into the hotel, letting the glass door shut behind him. Taylor rushed forward and tried to catch up with him, but Zac had already grabbed an elevator. �Fuck,� Taylor muttered as he pushed the button for another one. He tapped his foot anxiously as Isaac came ambling up next to him. �Tay, dude, it�s just an elevator. Calm down,� Isaac said, his eyes half-lidded and his shirt buttoned wrong. �Isaac shut up. Talk to me when you crawl out from under your hangover,� Taylor told him. �Eh�Fair enough,� Isaac said. The elevator came and both boys stepped into it. Taylor hit the button for the 43rd floor and they were off. �Hey Taylor?� Isaac asked. �Did I not tell you not to talk to me until you sobered up?� Taylor asked him. �Dude, I think I�m gonna puke,� Isaac said, his arms crossed over his stomach. �Puke in this elevator and I swear to God I�ll kill you,� Taylor said, stepping back from his brother. �Just take deep breaths.� Isaac tilted his head back and breathed deeply. Taylor looked up to see what floor they were on. 25. Damn slow elevator. After a few more deep breaths, Isaac looked a little better. �Just talk to me, man�keep me awake,� he said. �Okay,� Taylor agreed. �Did you have a good time?� �Fuck yeah I had a good time! Bianca�oh my God Bianca. She was hot, yeah?� Isaac asked. �Yes she was. Very hot actually,� Taylor said. �Did you have a good time?� Isaac asked his brother. �Yep,� Taylor said. �I had a great time.� The elevator slowed to a stop at their floor, and Isaac and Taylor both headed for their own rooms. �You OK, Isaac? Got your key and everything?� Taylor asked. �Yeah, I should be fine. Thanks bro.� �No problem. Now go get some sleep,� Taylor said as he unlocked his door and stepped inside. He tossed his leather jacket onto a chair then pulled some clothes out of a drawer. He promised himself he�d find Zac and sort things out after his shower. |
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