"You don't look so pale anymore." Johnny says, Carly resting her head on his shoulder as Robin and Trevor were in a shouting match. The clothes she was wearing were a few sizes too big but kept her warm as her clothes were drying.

"Hey, I didn't know it was her sneaking up behind me and she didn't know I was working!" Robin shouted.

"You almost cracked her fucking skull!" Trevor shouts back.

Johnny wrapped his arms around Carly's shoulders, Carly welcoming the embrace as he kissed her forehead. Normally, she didn't get jumpy during thunderstorms or power outages but tonight was proving to be a bit much.

"Hey, enough!" Franklin says, Robin and Trevor stopping their arguing.

"Look, we're stuck here until the damn storm stops, let's not spend that time driving each other crazy!" He says, Robin and Trevor nodding in agreement.

Trevor then pulled Robin aside and told him.

"I think Carly should be able to choose her own friends without thinking that you'll try to kill them. Don't even think about bringing the bodies around the mortuary, Trevor." Robin says, much to Trevor's rage.

"If I was gonna kill him, he'll be DEAD! Left to the buzzards and then the Lost would be-" Trevor says, the click of a gun catching his attention.

"Try saying that to my face, you fucking lunatic!" Johnny says, aiming the AP Pistol at Trevor's head.

"Don't look at me, you started running your mouth." Carly says when Trevor glances at her, Robin stepping in between them when Carly stands up.

"We don't need a gunfight on our hands." Robin says as Trevor grabs a Combat Pistol, aiming it at Johnny. Carly grabbed the Vintage Pistol off the table, aiming it at Trevor.

"Drop it, T!" Carly says, Trevor putting the gun away and Johnny setting his AP Pistol on the table, Carly setting the Vintage Pistol next to it.

"Man, this was getting fun!" Lamar says, disappointed.

"Behave yourself, crazy ass fool!" Franklin says, slapping Lamar upside the head.

Carly rubbed the back of her neck in an aggravated manner. She was getting fed up with Trevor's hostility towards Johnny and Trevor was getting fed up with her friendship with Johnny.

"Friends or not, she's still too fucking young to be hanging around him!" Trevor shouts, Robin grabbing Trevor and shaking him.

"GET A GRIP, YOU SENILE OLD FUCK!" Robin shouted, Trevor shoving him away.

Carly stood up, walking over and putting herself between them.

"Enough! This is gonna be a really long night and right now, the fighting needs to stop!" Carly says, Robin and Trevor nodding in agreement.

Carly then walked back over to Johnny and sits down next to him, the jeans slightly dragging on the floor because of her short height.

'Johnny and I are trapped in a storm with Franklin, Trevor the lunatic, a mortician, Lamar and his antisocial friend...' Carly thought, absentmindedly playing with a strand of her light brown hair.

'Well, Carly's kept them from killing each other for now… we're stuck with the fucking lunatic!' Johnny thought.

'Fuck! Stuck here with Klebitz, Carly, Franklin, the crazy fool Lamar, his antisocial friend and my new associate…' Trevor thought.

'Damn, why couldn't I've stayed home?! Johnny and Carly are great to hang out with but Trevor keeps threatening to kill Johnny every 5 minutes!' Franklin thought.

'Well… how exactly did I end up stuck with these 5?' Gerald thought.

'Man, I should've stayed home and watched Impotent Rage!' Lamar thought.

'Stuck with Trevor, he wants to kill Johnny, Carly looks like she's gonna kill Trevor… this was supposed to be a normal night.' Robin thought.

Either way, there was one thought going through all their minds.

'This is gonna be a long night!'