You and James are good friends. You two were on your way home to Brighton after a trip to Amsterdam. It's in the middle of the night and you two were sitting on those Four-seaters with a table in the middle. You two were sitting next to eachother and no one was sitting across from you. James was already veerrryy tired and he couldn't even keep his eyes open. You two were listening to music with airpods, you had one and he had one. After some time of driving, he fell asleep completely, his head falling on your shoulder. You didn't seem to mind tho..he was your friend afterall!