"Bonzo, you cannot take whiskey with you. You're driving!", Robert called out.
You were on a trip with Led Zeppelin on your way to a campsite. It seemed like dangerous water, but they were your friends, so it would be fine.
Jonesy looked over to the house you were leaving. "Did we forget anything?"
The sound of someone clearing their throat answered.
"Yeah air head! Me!", Jimmy said while lugging his suitcase over to the car.
"Sorry", Jonesy mumbled.
Once everyone had gotten everything packed and got into the car, it was clear that it would be a long ride.
"How long is the drive?", Robert asked.
"I don't know. Maybe 8 hours?", Bonzo responded.
"Dear lord", you said, "8 hours with you crackheads"
"It'll be fine", Robert reassured.
"Hey! Don't ever kick my fucking seat again, bitch face!", Robert screamed at Jimmy.
"Sorry! I was moving my leg", Jimmy rolled his eyes.
After 8 dreadful hours in the car
"That is right peasants! We have made it!", Jimmy cheered.
"Took fucking long enough", you rolled your eyes.
"Ah! I can breathe!", you dramatically said while flying out of the car.
It wasn't long until the sky turned dark, which meant it was time to set up the tents. You watched as Jimmy and Robert fought over who had read the directions correctly.
"No! You have to put that on your left! Stop moving it like that!", Robert yelled.
"Look, I know we're out here by ourselves, but don't scream at each other please", you begged.
They finally agreed and finished setting up the tents.
Other than the arguing that had happened, it was quite a peaceful trip. You had made s'mores and looked at the stars.
It was a nice trip with the most chaotic people you knew.
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Rose Petal Kisses ~ Classic Rock Imagines
FanficREQUESTS ARE OPEN!!! I write imagines, one-shots, preferences, headcanons, gif imagines, ships, and almost anything you can think of! Except for smut, I don't write that, yet! I write for a handful of rock stars. See the first chapter for more infor...
