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[RoxSoxKH]

Chad jumped up and grabbed Alicia...
"I had a complete grasp on the situation~!"
Alicia bitch slapped Romeo.

[Zero]

Romeo looked around him. Dozens of onlookers were staring at him, and whispering...
"I-" His voice broke off and he walked away.

[RoxSoxKH]

Chad got up and followed him...
"Where you going..."

[Zero]

Romeo trudged along the promenade. He made slow, uneasy steps. Apparently the alcohol was setting in. Jerking his body around, he managed to face Chad without falling.
Walking backwards, he replied "You know," he burped "evah since we partnered up 4 years ago-" He stumbles on his foot, but gets his balance again, "I've almost died 11 times, almost got my foot and ear removed, got hit by a truck, I have a tatoo reading "Rick was here" on my shoulder for some reason, and during every mission I always look like a complete dumba-" Romeo falls into the water around the beachwalk.

[RoxSoxKH]

Chad froze and stared at him...
"Romeo... you're drunk."
Chad gave him a hand...
"And that tat? Oh... Rosette and myself had some fun that night."

[Zero]

"I AM NOT DRUNK!!!" Romeo begins to cry. "I just get a little emotional sometimes, and they NEVER leave Britney alon- oh look!!" He exclaimed, more noticably drunk by the second. "A nickel-" As he reaches over for the metallic object, he bangs his head against a wooden plank...

2 hours later at the hotel:

Romeo wakes up in a hotel room.
"Chad!! We gotta be at the club!!!" Romeo had the worst headache, and he started to hold his head in pain.

[RoxSoxKH]

(.. wow.. thats all I have to say.)
Chad was already dressed and ready for a night of strippers, Booze, and buicks.
"Ah... I love se-"
He looked around to see Romeo horribly Drunk.
"Maybe you should stay... you have a hangover."

[Zero]

(I didnt want to write what my relatives do when they are drunk getting nekkid Apparently Romeo can take alcohol better than them XD)

Romeo was forcefully pulling up his pants, while jumping up and down.
"Nah, I have to go. If something goes down over there, your ass wouldn't last a second without me." As he jumped for one last time, he bumped his head on the wooden fan.
"Mother fu-" He took deep breaths. "Esta bien, esta bien, esta bien..." he repeated to himself multiple times.

[RoxSoxKH]

"Dude, I told you... I do- I don't speak... spanish."
He put his necklace on.
"And my ass would last longer then yours so Shut the fu-k up."

[Zero]

"Oh, no lo entiendo? Bueno, puedes saltar de un acantilado, hijo de p*ta!!" he buttoned up his shirt.
"These guys don't play," he puts his gun in its holder at his side. "One mistake, and your ass is gonna be filled with holes. We gotta play it safe."

[RoxSoxKH]

"Whatever man, safe is my middle name... I had it legally changed." He said, flashing his license.

[Zero]

"Wow!" He had an awestricken look on his face. Under the photo of Chad, covered with lipstick and hickies, read: Chad Safe Bartholomew Flynn.
"Your idiocity has just amazed me. You take it to a whole 'nother level." He reaches into his pocket and shows his own ID: Romeo Antonio Carlos Martinez Soto Cruz Santiago Torres Garcia Espinosa Santos

[RoxSoxKH]

The name ran off the ID...
"Wow."
Chad stretched his limbs and headed for the door.
"You coming?"

[Zero]

"Sure thing," he said buttoning up his shirt. As he walked away he sprayed a bit of cologne on and tossed the bottle on to the bed.

Half an hour later at the Inferno Crimson....

[RoxSoxKH]

Chad was calmly watching a stripper kindly perform sexual acts in front of him.
"Ohhh slow down baby."
His attention was broke when he caught a small glimpse of metal in a waitresses bloomers.
"A gun..."
He waved Romeo down

[Zero]

"Eh, dont worry about it man. They use it for their own protection. Alotta the guys around this neighborhood.... well you get the point." Romeo looked behind him.
"Those are the guys we should worry about." A few feet behind them sat tall, armed men in a booth. One was smoking a cigar as the others were cheering in some foreign language to a woman grinding on a pole. A few had Makarov pistols, but there were along Ak-47's laid along the side of the V.I.P. section.
"Those Russians are packing some serious heat!!"

[RoxSoxKH]

Chad straightened his shirt...
"I'll be right back."

He approached them...

[Zero]

"CHAD!!!" It was too late. It was about time he would do something stupid...

[RoxSoxKH]

"So, wassup gentleman?"
Chad said, sitting down, throwing his feet up on the table.

[Zero]

"Well this can't be good" he muttered to himself. One of the strippers accidentally kicked his drink.
"Oh shi-!!" The drink soaked into his shirt. The stripper kept yelling "Sorry!" on his way to the restroom, maybe hoping for a better tip.