You were all on a road trip going to a convention but currently stopped at a random gas station waiting for Jerry to finish going to the bathroom. Bill was in the front passenger seat while Josh was driving, it was his mom's car, anyway. You and Pete were in the back, Pete in the right back seat, and you were in the middle back seat.

Bill groaned from the front. "It's been 30 fucking minutes! It can't take him that long to take a shit!" He yelled, throwing his head back. "I'm so thirsty!" Josh turned his head to glare at Bill, speaking up. "Well, you should have gone in, idiot!" He snapped his hands clutching the steering wheel. "I'm hungry, but I'm not complaining!" Josh said.

"Of course you are!" Bill yelled, crossing his arms. "Aren't you always?!" He retorted, his eyebrows furrowing. From the back, you and Pete glanced at each other, sharing a shrug. Bill and Josh always fought and it wasn't until Jerry came back in that they shut up. "About damn time," Bill muttered.

As Jerry settled in, he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I got distracted on my phone." He muttered, buckling. Bill scoffed. "Whatever, you still took too long, let's go." He said, looking at Josh, who rolled his eyes.