Hey guys, so this is something I might continue, the hangover movies just have me rolling up with laughter, but note if I do continue then it might not all be accurate to the movies since I don't own the movie myself so I take things from clips on youtube and over fanfics so yeah, only short because this is the intro :3
TMP OUT!
"You've reached Doug. Sorry I missed your call. Please leave a name and number and I'll get back to you."
"Hi, you've reached Dr. Stuart Price with Divine Dentistry. Please leave a message after-"
"Hey, this is Phil. Leave me a message or don't….and do me a favour, don't text me. It's gay."
"Yo! Karah here, if you just leave a message I'll get back to you and if you're after my idiot brother, don't text, he thinks it's gay."
Tracy hung up the phone and sighed, all the numbers she'd tried went straight to voicemail, even Karah's which was odd since she always had her phone on, almost like an 'indirect way to yell at Phil' hotline for his exes…It's a long story.
"Anything?" Her mother asked hopefully as she came back from looking out the window, Tracy sighed as she had her hair done.
"I tried them all. It keeps going straight to voicemail, even Karah's." She thought she had less to worry about with Phil's sister going, sure she liked a night on the town but she'd never go overboard, she thought at least Karah would keep the men in line, guess she was wrong.
"There has to be an explanation…" Her mother tried to reason while calming down her daughter who was clearly stressed.
"Sweetie, it's Vegas, you lose track of time in casinos, there's no windows, there's no clocks. He's probably on a heater and you never walk away from the table when you're on a heater." Her dad spoke up an unenthusiastic voice.
"You do if you're getting married!" Her mother argued back, placing her hands on her hips, to be honest she was probably panicking the most at the moment. Tracy's ring tone cut the silence as the bride jumped up from her seat and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Ahem, Tracy, it's Phil." He spoke in a slightly worried voice.
"Phil, where the hell are you guys? I'm freaking out." Phil sighed as he continued.
"Yeah, listen. Uh..." There was a short pause before he continued.
"We f**ked up." Tracy went wide eyed for a second. She could hear a muffled 'We did more than that!' in the background, probably Karah.
'At least she's alive…' Tracy thought to herself.
"What are you talking about?" She hissed as she walked away from the preparations.
"The bachelor party, the whole night. It... Things got out of control, uh...and we lost Doug."
"What?" Tracy said in a threatening tone, Phil was so dead after all this.
"We can't find Doug." He sighed again.
"What are you saying, Phil? We're getting married in five hours." Phil looked back at the four people by the car, none of them Doug they were looking for.
"Yeah, That's not gonna happen."