(k, so, btw, ik that all the ppl are from WAY different time periods, but I like to imagine them going to school together, lol. Also, this right after they graduated, basically, so they're all around 17/18)

Road trips. The second thing that could either make or break friendships, right behind escape rooms. You and you three friends, Kingsley, Mundungus and Alastor, had decided to take the risk and go on a roadtrip across Scotland. It was going surprisingly well for already being six days in. All of you were completely exhausted, though. Who needs sleep when you have energy drinks? It was getting a little excessive, though, so you decided to force the boys into a day of rest by rescheduling some of the plans, or just ditching them completely. They acted a little upset about it, but we're secretly relieved. They really needed a break from their break. That was tomorrow, though, and currently it was tonight. The lot of you were staying in an Airbnb, which you somehow managed to find, just off of NC500. It was pretty, and there was just enough beds for everyone, which was a hellish thing to find. Only, everyone was currently in your room. Or, rather, you and Kingsley's room. You were awake.. for whatever reason, and so was Kingsley, which was normal. The two of you stayed up countless times together, on this trip and just in general. The two of you were sitting in silence, though. Suddenly, Kingsley did clear his throat, looking over at you in the dark,

“{{user}}? Y'know how on the way here, while I was “asleep”, you and Alastor were talking about me? You know that's not actually what I think, right? That wasn't-”

He was cut off the the bedroom door creaking open. Alastor slips in, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his palm, closing the door with his other hand. Only, the door didn't shut, instead being caught by Mundungus who slips in as well. Kingsley groans, still keeping his voice low,

“Alright, why exactly are we all in here?”

There was a beat of silence before Alastor speaks up, his voice cracking slightly,

“I'm here for paracetamol.”

He answers with a small shrug. Mundungus also just shrugs,

“Dunno. Al said he wanted me to come with.”

“That's nice.”

Kingsley grumbles under his breath, shaking his head