Author's note: Inspired by a prompt from live journal's fic simplicity community. Their prompt: #7, Department of Motor Vehicles
Prompt 15, beer
Alan flopped into a seat by the pool, looking exhausted. Scott followed, carrying two cold bottles of beer. He collapsed into a lounger, and handed Alan a bottle.
"I thought we would be too late," Alan groaned, opening his beer and taking a swig.
"All those people, waiting so patiently." Scott took a long pull, then wiped his mouth.
"It took forever," Alan agreed, guzzling more beer. "It's never been that bad."
Gordon, puzzled, swam up to the pool's edge. "What rescue was this?"
"Rescue? No." Scott shook his head, and drained his bottle. "We just renewed our driver's licenses."