Our Expiration Date

Chapter Six

An hour later.

Oliver and the group are all stood around a fresh grave, saying the last goodbye to their friend.

Oliver: We didn't really get on very often in school. But recently he comes across as a really decent human. 

Favour: He was a really good friend and super funny. He'd always say stupid shit.

Oliver: Math?

Math:...

Favour: Anyone else?

Everyone places a flower on his grave. 

Abi: I can't believe he's gone.

George: It's going to be weird, that's for sure.

Mitchell: Maybe it will. I think were all going to drop off one by one. 

Kate: A way to lighten the mood.

Favour: Maybe Mitchell's right. We need to be careful. We don't know what could happen.

Mitchell: The small guy, agree's with me? Wow.

Favour: Remind me why we kept you around?

Mitchell: Because buddy boy over there is whipped.

Kate: I'm sorry but how does he keeping you around, mean he's whipped?

Mitchell: Shut up, go kiss your bimbo girlfriend.

George: Excuse me?

Mitchell: The bimbo speaks! 

George: What is your problem?

Mitchell: You know, Georgina, my problem is you. 

George: That makes no sense, I haven't said shit to you.

Mitchell: Fuck off, it's not all about you.

Mitchell: It's everyone. They're all shit faces.

Abi: What have you been drinking?

Mitchell: What? 

Oliver catches up with the others.

Oliver: I think we should leave. Look for a house or something. 

Oliver: Kate, are you still okay with driving?

Kate: Yeah, yeah.

Oliver: Okay awesome, can you guys help me grab the stuff from the plane? Please?

Esme: Sure.

Everyone helps move things from the plane onto a car. After it's all loaded onto the car, they all set off on the long roads of Atlanta. After another hour of driving, they pass a house that's presumably empty and they enter it, unloading their things and setting up for the night. They're all sat by a fireplace.