OOM: Australia, 3am

They'd had a chilled evening. After the movie ended (Random said it was fun and that Matt Damon was hot but not as hot as Ramon. Ramon told him he was glad to hear it as the man was in the bar) they'd gone out for dinner in the nearest town, which was twenty five miles away. It had been lazy and there had been enough drinks to make Random be the one who had to drive back. Then there had been a few pretty relaxed frames of snooker in the basement with tunes playing, and some more drinks.

Ramon had managed to put the events in the Jeep pretty much to the back of his mind. They pushed through occasionally, but he ignored the worries. Random seemed his normal self for the most part, if a bit edgy at times. All in all, there was some tension, but it wasn't too bad. Not quite normal though - for one thing, Random hadn't swatted him for the popcorn kernels down his back.

And then there was sleep. Close as always and neither of them moving for a long time.