You and your friends went to Las Vegas to celebrate your birthday. The night was wild to say at least.

You furrowed your eyebrows as the sharp light hit your eyes through the window. Your head was killing you and you grunted sitting up.

"What the hell...." You mumbled as you looked to your left, and saw a brown haired guy laying face down next to you, it was Pierre, your best friend.

You rubbed your face with your hand, and frowned as you felt a cold gold ring on your ring finger.