I arrive in Philly with the team and head straight to the room I’ll be sharing with Maksim. The plane ride wasn’t too bad since we ended up playing the Oh Hell card game, which is the whole reason Ford is ignoring us—even though we’re on the same floor and our rooms are right next to one another’s.
“Rematch, Jacobs?” Maksim eggs Ford on as we head down the hall, towing our suitcases. We all end up outside our rooms, key cards in hand.
Ford waves his card in front of his door and it buzzes. He enters, leaving Tweetie shaking his head at us.
“Thanks a lot, assholes,” Tweetie says. “Now I’m stuck with a pissed-off roommate.”
“He’ll get over it,” I say, and we enter our room after Tweetie flips us off.
Once we’re in our room, I take off my jacket and hang it in the closet before sitting o
