Near the Causeway, Monday Morning

Okay. So it had taken Reno more than ten minutes to pack, this morning. It wasn't entirely his fault that his bottle of whiskey had rolled under his bed. It just meant that instead of meeting Rude at nine, he was meeting him at about twenty after.

Nothing his BFF wasn't used to by now, he was sure.

( Sure he was. )

[Preplayed with sarcasm_guy, who is awesome like pie. NFI, And everything after Reno gets onto the chopper is NFB for liftoff and distance, thanks! I'm done being made of coding fail now, I think. O_o]