Sam/Gigi's pov

I've finally stopped talking with my mum and started to unpack my clothes from the suitcase. Of course, I've missed her but I was sooo tired after the flight that the only thing In my mind was to clean the bed enough to sleep.  It was weird to see no drag clothes around me although I was the one to decide that this trip is for me, as an audience, only. I still couldn't believe that I've landed in Missouri, from all the states in America it has to be it. Life's funny.  But I've made a promise to my drunk friends that I will go whenever my finger lands even If it would be the middle of nowhere. So there I was, half asleep, searching for some gay bars for tomorrow night with the rest of my willpower. 

I woke up and nearly went blind from the screen of my phone. I needed glasses and to reduce screen brightness asap. When everything was found and done I started to catch up the social media and all the text messages from friends. Somewhere in all of this, I found a text from an unknown number. I'm always anxious when it comes to the unknown numbers but I quickly reminded myself that I've given my number to this boy from the store. He seemed nice and quirky and... it appeared that I've found my plans for the evening.