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[b]Los Paraisos: Pellagio Hotel - Elevator[/b]

He was still laughing, clutching his side as he just lost it. Oh, this is was just too much. From waking up in bed next to Lucy, from being confronted by a very nearly naked Moira, from Crimson Justice and his scandalous affair with the sudden star Selan Leclair. This day made no goddamn sense, and he just couldn’t be bothered to care about it anymore. 

And he still hadn’t gotten a goddamn glass of water yet!

[i]“Guys!”[/i]

Dylan glanced up, staring straight ahead as Marcus ran down the hallway, chased by the strangest looking group he ever say. There was a clown. Why on Ddear was there a clown? Why was Thunderhawk wearing a dress? Did Aria steal his clothes? “Hey, did you guys maybe have sex too?” He blurted without thinking. 

Before he could ask anymore, though, the paparazzi appeared, spilling into the hallway like an endless tide. “Oh, crap.” 

[i]“FOLLOW ME, CITIZENS!” Crimson Justice bellowed, sprinting ahead of Thunderhawk. “I SHALL LEAD US TO SAFETY!!”[/i]

“Oh no way.” He was too tired for this. He was achy and his head hurt and he was still fucking thirsty. “Hold up Big Bro!” 

Rather than get trampled, he did the only thing that made sense at the time - he charged Don with a running leap, clinging to his back like some kind of spider...monkey...thing...