Chapter 14: Randy Behavior

Shannon threw back the rest of her beer, and what Eva had left behind, trying to finish off the night right. John had already pounded back his own and was all but carrying her over his shoulder out of the bar. She squealed, giving into the buzz once again that night.

"Let's take the back elevator, there's less of a chance someone will run into us."

"Whatever you want babe." He said throwing her over his shoulder and slapping her butt making her giggle again.

"John your drunk ass is gonna drop me! Put me down baby."

"I ain't putting it down till we get to our bed." He promised.

"I think we just put on a show for the staff big time."

"Let them talk. All I care about is you having a good night." He tried to kiss her but failed.

"It would be easier if I was on my feet to do that, ya know."

"Ok you win." He said putting her down in front of the elevator and letting her push the button. She turned around and captured his lips with hers as promised. When the elevator binged, they stepped in the elevator, not wanting to break the kiss. Before they could go any further they heard a groan. Shannon broke away to look down and realized Randy was camped out on the floor of the elevator.

"Randy, what the hell are you doing here?" She asked as John pushed the button for their floor.

"I thought I was good and then as soon as the elevator started moving, I fell. And then I was so comfortable." Randy hiccupped.

"I hope no one saw you." Shannon thought aloud.

"Come on babygirl. " John said grabbing Shannon's hand and trying to get them out of the elevator and onto better things. "Night man."

"Honey we can't leave him here…what if some crazy fan comes along and takes advantage of him?" Shannon pouted making John sigh in frustration.

"Randy you cock block, get up." John said trying to pick him up. Instead all 6 ft 5 inches of Randy fell onto him and they both collapsed in the hallway. "Im too drunk for this." John grunted as he tried to roll Randy off of him. The sight of the two massive giants rolling around the hallway, practically helpless, made Shannon laugh hysterically. She went as far as snapping a photo on her cell phone.

"That's gonna be worth it later" she chuckled.

"Just wait till I get up Shan." John threatened but he himself could not contain the infectious laughter.

Shannon started looking around for someone to help out but the entire floor was quiet. She would have to get creative and fast before someone was woken up by their idiocy. She settled on the previous notion of hauling John around on the baggage cart. She rolled it towards the two studs and with a combined effort; John and Shannon were able to get Randy on the cart without further falls. The thought of seeing Shannon try and push Randy down the hall toward their rooms, made John start laughing his ass off again.

"John, be quiet for like two seconds." She whined pushing the cart slowly. Before she could keep going any further his large hands were on her hips making her stop. He started whispering a chain of dirty talk which made little sense in his drunken state. Although, his whispering was in reality more of a loud form of talking, to everyone else but him, proving once again how drunk he really was.

"Shhh! John someone is going to hear us!" Shannon said clapping her hands over his mouth.

"Too late." A loud roar came out of one of the doors.

Everyone turned around to see Hunter rubbing sleep out of his eyes with a lethal looking stare.

"Sorry." Shannon cringed.

"What kinky shit are you three up to now?" he asked grumpily.

"Just as long as I get to go first." Randy mumbled down from his position on the cart. That earned a weird look from everyone else but especially John.

"You touch her and I'll have my foot so far up your.."John started before Shannon cut him off.

"Randy just had too much to drink tonight. Hunter, could you please help me get him into his room? John needs to go to bed before he kills someone." She explained

"But babe I wanna.."John made a small perverted hand gesture making Shannon's eyes pop out.

"Ok well you go get yourself comfortable and stop embarrassing both of us in front of Hunter and I'll be there in a second." She said making an attempt to push him toward their room.

Once John was gone, Shannon knelt down and asked Randy for his room key.

"It's in my pocket." He groaned as if she was the most annoying thing on the planet currently.

"Ok well as much as you apparently would like me to, I'm not going fishing in your pockets, so give me it." She said getting frustrated.

After some further negotiations, she was able to get the key, and open up the door for Hunter to wheel him in.

"Thanks again Hunter. I'm sorry we woke you."She apologized again.

"You're allowed at least one get out of jail free card." He assured. "Just don't make it a habit."

"I won't."

"Alright well you go and…John." He paused and finished awkwardly.

"Yea…night"

"Good night."

Shannon quietly made her way into their room. It was pitch black when she first got into the room and she slowly made her way to the bed trying not to fall or trip over anything. When her eyes adjusted to the lighting, she made out John's form on the bed curled up and solely donning a pair of boxer briefs. She smiled looking at him and thanking the heavens that he wasn't snoring.

Apparently John had made a half ass attempt to stay awake but had failed miserably. Shannon slowly undressed down to her panties and changed into the camisole she had laid out on the dresser earlier in the evening. She yawned and only then realized how tired she also apparently was. Climbing into bed and getting them both under the covers, was the last challenge she had to overcome before dozing off into a deep exhaustion induced slumber.

Sometime during the night their bodies gravitated toward each other and locked themselves in a mesh of skin to skin contact. That's the position John found himself upon awakening later in the day. Shannon was still resting peacefully with her back against his bare chest, so he took this opportunity to admire her. He had never seen her in such a vulnerable state nor as peaceful looking as she was in that moment. This girl who at first was just someone he liked to flirt with because she was so lively and witty during their interactions, had become someone that he cherished deeply in such a short amount of time. Whenever he wasn't with her, he found himself wishing he was. The way she looked at him and the way her eyes would light up when they joked with each other was something no other person had made him feel about himself. It was as if she could see something in him that had been previously unknown even to himself. He found himself nuzzling into her neck once again, taking the moments of quiet simplicity and committing them to memory for later on so he could have something to look forward to when they were apart.

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