Not-quite vulture bait

[daluci]

Sunset was a wonderful thing. Or it would have been, if it wasn't taking hours to actually happen. Scott was currently laying right next to his car, his shirt off and balled up on top of his face, and wishing he were dead. Okay, so perhaps not really wishing he were dead, but at least wishing he were anywhere else but where he was: stuck in the

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[sykkea]

Jared really couldn't help but wonder how his friend's luck seemed to be bipolar in nature as he sped down the highway, farther and farther from civilization. At least the desert was somewhat pretty at dusk. The flat land coupled with the fiery sunset had quite a pleasant ambience about it. Even the nature-provided roadside decor looked somewhat interesting in the glow: cactus, cactus, dust cloud, cactus, passed out guy next to a sport's car, cactus- hold up.

He pulled over, the hood of his small pickup truck as close to Scott's as he could get it, killed his radio and stepped outside. The tire in the bed of his truck would wait. First things first. He knelt beside Scott, picked the shirt up off of his face, and offered him a huge bottle of water.

appreciated XD

[daluci]

It took a second for the movement of the shirt to sink in, and by the time that was processed, the water bottle had been noticed. This meant Scott didn't comment on Jared's presence (or react at all, really), just grabbing the water bottle and taking a few huge gulps. He'd had some water to begin with, but warmer-than-lukewarm water was only palatable for a short time, and he'd wasted some more of it by pouring it over his head.

Apparently his reflexes still weren't up to speed, because he started coughing like mad after drinking some, his throat having realized that he should have sat up a little more before trying to down the water.

[sykkea]

Jared shook his head, plopped down on the sand next to Scott and gave him a few hearty pats on the back in some attempt to dispel the coughing. "Don't die, I just got here," he said with a laugh. He looked his friend over and shook his head. "You know, it's rare you can get away with taking your shirt off in public. Enjoying it?"

He glanced back to the car, wondering how long the car had been stuck with the back end already jacked up and waiting for a tire that wasn't even here yet. Scott had a weird way of doing things...

[daluci]

Coughing dealt with, Scott gave Jared a blank look. Get away with...? He shook his head, but whether he was answering Jared's question or just denying the world at large was something of a toss-up. "C'we go?"

[sykkea]

Jared shook his head, grinning, and jerked a thumb toward Scott's popped tire. "Don't want to fix that first?" He thought for a second, then added, "Tell you what, you can go sit in my truck and run the AC full blast. I'll change the tire and jump the battery. Unless you seriously plan to leave your car out here?"