Subtitle The — Hangover

Leo looked at the traffic cone, then at the trophy, and finally at the "Just Married" sash draped over Jax’s shoulder.

I can pivot this toward a thriller twist or make it even more absurd if you'd like. subtitle The Hangover

"The wedding is in four hours," Jax whispered, peeling off the goggles. "And I have a receipt in my pocket for... three dozen inflatable flamingos?" Leo looked at the traffic cone, then at

Leo sat up, his brain feeling three sizes too large for his skull. "Guys?" he croaked. "And I have a receipt in my pocket for

He was sprawled on a floor that smelled faintly of pine cleaner and regret. Around him, the remnants of the night lay like a battlefield: a single silver loafer, a half-eaten burrito, and a literal traffic cone wearing a tuxedo vest. This was the aftermath—the living definition of .