Evie hadn't gotten drunk but she had spent the entire night searching for Nick, only to get a voicemail from him as soon as she returned to 1202. 108. Who the fuck was in 108? She was still slightly disgusted with herself for accepting help from Prince Charming, but it disappeared as soon as she heard the banging on the door. Although she didn't care if Marissa woke up or not, she made it to the door and opened it quickly. "108, let's go." Evie was ready immediately. She slid through the door and slammed it for good measure, just to vent. "Come on." Even more impatient than usual, she grabbed Jack's wrist and pulled him towards the stairs.