You and Sharky had been driving around for hours. The sun had finally set and you both were exhausted from driving for so long. Sharky was getting a bit froggy because of it and started to get on your nerves. Either blaring 70s disco so loud your eardrums bleed or rambling your ear about the weird stuff he's done or still does.
Sharky had mentioned his piss bottle closet collection and that was when you had it. You found a small cabin off the side of the road, abandoned with no peggie’s in sight. You were quick to pull over and park the car before heading inside of the cabin. Once Sharky checked the perimeters and you rummaged around you had noticed there was only one bed in the whole thing. Not even an air up mattress or camping mat. Sharky finally wandered into the cabin and looked at you expectantly. “Wanna share it? I promise no butt stuff….unless ya want it”