Chance was up before anyone else, anticipating they would all be sleeping in after last nights festivities. He walked quietly from his bunk into the kitchen area to brew a pot of coffee. He brought out the large bottle of Tylenol as well as several bottles of water that he placed in an ice bucket for when the rest of the guys got up. They would be dehydrated and in need of some sort of painkiller for the anticipated hangovers.

The buses were still parked from the night before, the departure time wasn't until 3pm, so he quickly texted Nate and Luke to see how they were doing. Nate responded saying he was ok but Luke was still passed out on the couch. He commented what a light weight he was compared to how much everyone else could drink. Chance laughed out loud thinking if he wasn't dealing with his medical problems he could easily shamed them all with the amount he could have consumed.

One by one the boys walked out from the bunk area. Tim first, rubbing his head and begging for a cup of the coffee Chance had made. Then Rob, scratching his beard grabbing a bottle of water and the bottle of Tylenol. Adam came out next, not looking quite as rough as the other two but still grabbing the water but also going for the coffee. Chance watched as they each found a place to sit to nurse their hangovers.

"Where's Austin" he asked. Adam pointed to the bathroom, shaking his head. Chance knew out of everyone that Austin would most likely be in the worst condition this morning. He headed back towards the bathroom, listening for a moment, hearing moaning on the other side of the door.

"Hey Austin, you all right buddy" he asked quietly.

"Stop moving the bus will ya" he replied. Chance chuckled " uh, the bus is still parked. You ok in there?"

Austin opened the door " shoot me now, just shoot me" he said before turning back towards the toilet as he began to vomit again. Chance stood behind him and held his hair back while he sat on the floor, hugging the toilet as he emptied his stomach yet again. "I guess breakfast is out of the question for you" Chance remarked. "Lord no, I don't even want to smell, see, eat or drink anything at this point" Austin replied. Chance couldn't help but laugh to himself at his words. "Well, you're going to need to get some fluid into you, either water or gatorade because my friend you are dehydrated from all you consumed last night that you just emptied into the toilet" he told him. After a few more minutes Austin assured Chance he was ok and was going to attempt to take a shower to remove the disgusting smell from his body and hair.

Chance walked back to the front of the bus where the other guys were leaning back, eyes closed, attempting to get themselves back on track. He just stood there grinning at the sight before him. He was happy they had a good night together, but felt a little bad for them knowing just how they were feeling this morning. He couldn't resist snapping a few cell pics of them in their present state and would send these and those from last night in their group text later when they were feeling a bit better.

"I think I probably already know the answer" he said to the guys " but is anyone interested in breakfast".

"Oh Hell No!" was the answer in unison.

Chance laughed again and told them he was going to run out and get something for himself so he wouldn't bother with cooking anything that would bother them. He texted Nate quick and asked if he wanted to tag along. They met outside the buses and headed to a small nearby cafe while the rest nursed their hangovers.