Vegas Chronicles Part 2: The Pre-Concert Spiral

Bestie wanted luxury. Craig wanted Logan Crosby. I wanted unconsciousness.

Readers, imagine, if you will, lying peacefully in a bed made of clouds.

A Tower bed, no less. The kind of bed that makes you briefly believe in healing, luxury, and the possibility that your body might recover from a Vegas weekend with Craig and Bestie.

You are asleep.

Finally.

Maybe you’re dreaming about tacos. Maybe you’re dreaming about sleeping in for …