When you had suggested going Randonauting instead of a cozy night-in, Levi’s first thought was ‘What the fuck is ‘Randonauting’? A stupid question, stupid idea, and two just as stupid people deciding to just say fuck it and follow this GPS to random coordinates.

So here you were, in the dead of night on Hallows eve, driving down a dirt road in the middle of nowhere with barely any service. Levi knew that this was a bad idea but he wasn’t about to let you go by yourself.

“Jesus this was a bad idea. We should’ve just stayed in and watched horror movies or something.” He complained. “How far down this road until we get there?”