Chapter Text
At least the rain had stopped now. Michael watched as the few remaining droplets of water slid calmly down his side of the window. He wasn’t sure how much longer they would be traveling for, as he still wasn’t so sure on where exactly they were going. All that he knew, as much as the two lads he was going to be camping with, excluding Geoff’s knowledge, was that the four were taking a few day break from their usual time table of work to go kick back at some likely shitty ass camping site. Gavin was still yapping on at Geoff over a map in his hands as he was still trying to take guesses at their final point, and with a turn of Michael’s head to rest his gaze on the other who was sitting next to him in the back, he confirmed that Ray was still doing god knows what on his phone.
“Hey Ray, how long have we been traveling for now?” he muttered to his friend, ignoring the still whining of the Brit. He watched as Ray closed whatever he was looking at to check the time on the device.
“Erm, about two and a half hours now,” was the youngest ones response before his mind was set back to mindless tapping. Sadly for the driver, Gavin seemed to have heard that mention and started raising his voice again. Michael could only go back to his viewing.
Everyone’s awaiting question was finally answered when the vehicle made a slow turn into a dampened field site. The bumps the car suffered from the movements across the beaten earth startled at least Ray to quickly turn his phone off and hide it away in his pocket as he curiously stretched his neck slightly to try and peek over Gavin to try get a better view of the place. Thankfully Gavin had stopped his peeping and finally put that damned map away in the glove compartment to the car. The car pulled up rather suddenly on that field as Geoff and the others unstrapped themselves before the openings of doors and clatter of the halting engine sounded throughout the calm field. They made themselves out to bother, each tugging the few smaller bags in the front and the back to the car out and hauling them onto the slightly muddied grass cover. They all pitched in to collect up the more heavier luggage out of the boot of the car and anything else they took with them before slamming it shut once again before the oldest reopened his driver seat door.
“Sorry guys, but looks like this is a drop off. See you assholes in three days time,” Geoff smirked as he hopped back in and restarted the engine, closing his door shut as he made a quick move to turn and drive back down the direction they had arrived from, ignoring the confused and startled calls had received from that dick move as he left the misted lawn.
He really just did that. He really just left them on their own in the middle of god damn nowhere to try survive for those three odd days whilst he was most likely driving off to some five star amazing hotel to holiday in luxury. What a dick, Michael found himself muttering as he tried to busy his mind on something other than listening to the return of pissed off Gavin and his more annoying ranting. He turned to Ray, who he found muttering some unknown things to himself as he set his mind to pick up as many of the bags he could that they came here with. Michael then took it into hand to do the same, picking up most of the remaining bags, some being slung across his shoulder to provide more possible ways of carrying.
“Gav, you okay to carry the rest of this shit?” he questioned, not surprised when all he got in return was more of Gavin’s anger which only made Michael raise an eyebrow in annoyance.
“Why would he do such a thing like that, Michael? I should have frickin’ known he’d try something like that!” Gavin continued to fume, letting his anger out on one of his bags as he gave it a sharp kick, letting it flop sheepishly onto its other side. It took some encouragement for the man to finally comply and carry the remaining two or so, not heavy at all bags with him as he followed the others, still managing to grumble out some more half assed censored curse words. Michael could only assume his next task would be to try calm the betrayed man down.
Sure enough, the moment they found a good piece of ground to camp upon and dump down their bags, Ray leaned over to Michael and muttered to him the well guessed request, which only got a groan and a ‘fine’ in response, followed with a somewhat small but relieved smile from the asker. After adjusting his slightly fogged glasses, Ray set to work with unravelling the bundle which they would soon call their tent for this trip. The other made his way over to the ticked Brit who seemed to be trying to pick up some sort of impossible reception on his phone. No doubt to try get in contact with the American who ditched them. A sigh escaped Michael’s lips as they parted to begin the talk with the other.
“Gavin, you won’t get a signal from all the way out here you idiot,” Michael told him, watching as his friend flashed him a well known surprised gaze which was followed by an annoyed frown as he lower the phone from his ear, tapping off the dead call. The redhead smiled slightly at the first stage of calming went passed. “He won’t come back, even if you somehow managed to pick up a call with him. Now, could you do us both a favour and quit your moping and help out with the damn set up?” He did try to keep the smile on his face for as long as it would take for the taller to give in.
“We’ll get him back for this next time, Michael. I swear we’ll get him back for this.” He started heading back to the busied man.
“Sure Gavin, we’ll get him back after this.”