The next morning, Max woke up to Nico ordering room service, and the sound of numerous voices inside their suite. He had gone to bed a fair bit earlier than she had, at only four in the morning, but the clocks said that it was now almost noon.
Not a bad night's sleep, but he wasn't sure how much everyone else had gotten. They were all half awake and still most definitely on the drunk side of hungover after last night's festivities.
Most of them had only passed out here after the sun had come up, and it was the late morning heat that had awakened them. Breakfast was Nico's method of apology for tricking them into overindulging last night, but from what Max could tell, they all had a good time.
So good that they couldn't even make it up to their rooms.