I awake early again, scramble out of the bunk making sure this time to tell Tony that I'm leaving for work. He just nods sleepily and I give him a soft kiss on the cheek.
He didn't make a move last night and neither did I, maybe he just wants to stay friends, maybe that's better anyway. I don't know.

As soon as the buses have stopped at their new parking position for the day, I'm out and inspect our new site.
I get to know our local crew and everything seems to roll smoothly today. So I have time to get a quick coffee from catering.
I pick up two water bottles from the fridge before I leave and go make some friends.

I punch in the code on ATL bus and open the door and sneak in. Apart from different snoring sounds there are no life signs on the bus so I make my way to the bunks.

I see Jack in the bottom left bunk or I hardly see him because there is practically only a lump under the covers with a bit of skunk hair sticking out.

Alex on the other side lays sprawled out on his sheets, he hadn't even bothered to undress last night, his hair looks sticky and messy and his skin is pale with the dark stubble standing out even more.
He looks like shit and I nearly feel sorry for him. Well, nearly.
I sit on the edge of the bunk and start to caress his thighs softly, making sure not to wake him up.

After a while a smile appears on his lips and he murmurs in his sleep, I bet he is having a nice dream right now.
I am pretty sure when I see a not so little bulge form in his pants and his body starts to squirm.

I jump up and shake his shoulders vigorously. "Hey Alex, Alex, wake up!" I shout.

He slowly opens one eye, a frown appears and he holds his head, obviously the headache is kicking in. Rian who sleeps in the bunk above him sticks out his head from the curtains to see what the noise is about.

"Hey, Alex, I heard there's an emergency in your pants." I point to his jeans. "Let me take care of this." With that I open the bottle of chilled water and pour it onto his crotch.

A couple of things happen simultaneously.

Alex shoots up from his bed with a scream, hitting his head on the bottom of the upper bunk.

Rian falls out of his bunk with a thud, laughing like a maniac.

Jack scrambles out of his bed wearing - nothing, looking utterly confused.

I decide to leg it and dash to the door hearing Alex yell behind me.

"YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT!!!!!!!"

I think I run half a mile before I dare to slow down only because I can't breathe and laugh at the same time. I bend forward and steady myself with my hands on my knees to try to calm down.

Once the stitches have ceased I get up and start to walk away grinning. Okay, I admit it, I can be such a bitch sometimes.

I admit also that I am just a too good girl to not feel guilty, so half an hour later I return to catering and get a box of doughnuts a bag of bagels and head back to the lions den.

Rian sits outside in the morning sun and high fives me grinning. He is a little meanie sometimes, he is enjoying this way too much, but I guess he gets a lot of shit from Alex these days so it seems fair.
"Am I welcomed? " I ask him.
"If these are for us, then hell yeah." He points at the food I have brought as a peace treaty. I nod and he follows me into the bus.

Alex sits at the table, he has managed to change into some old sweat pants and a faded t-shirt. He stares at the table top with his head hung low. I sit beside him placing the donuts and bagels in front of him. "Alex?" I try cautiously.

He gives me a sideway glance. "That's not even proper breakfast." He mumbles.

Jack pops up, he has at least put on boxers, pink ones I should mention and places a mug full of coffee in front of Alex and sits down on the other side with his own mug. He opens the box immediately. "Are you kidding me? I love donuts! Thank you Gi." He grabs a chocolate one and bites off half of it.
Rian snatches another one and complains about the fact Jack didn't make him coffee.

I grab a bagel, take a bite and hold the rest in front of Alex's face. "Cream cheese bagel?" He gives me a glare but opens his mouth and l let him have a bite. I have to smile, he is such a baby sometimes.
"Hey, I'm sowwy." I say in a child's voice and wipe away a bit of cream cheese from the corner of his mouth and lick it off my finger.

"I'm sowwy, too." He echoes and let's his head fall into the crook of my neck. I reckon he is still a bit drunk from last night.
I take both of his cheeks in a firm hold and shake his face, he looks like a chipmunk but doesn't make an effort to evade my grip.

"Why are you doing this? I only see you plastered or hungover these days. Stop this shit! Are you trying to kill yourself, fucktard?" I scold him but in a caring manner. I let go of his face and he drops back onto my shoulder.
"Would you care?" He mumbles into my shirt.

"Don't come fishing for compliments here. Of course I would care, just the fact I was only a fling for you doesn't mean I have stopped caring!" I am getting angry with this man!

"Gi, no, I didn't -" his head shoots up and his eyes are wide.

"Ah shut up, I don't want to start on that again." I cut in, waving off his reply.

Jack and Rian that sit across from us eating away on the donuts start snorting, spraying bits of their food over the table. Obviously they find the fact funny Alex doesn't have the last word all of the time.

And true, he gives up talking back and just buries his head in my neck again, wrapping his arms around me and groans. I like hungover and tired Alex, he is way better to handle!

Notes

Poor Alex?