#Team ‘Southend Or Bust’
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The story so far: Three uni students now turning their rally adventure into a classic student holiday. It had been a big night - having successfully annoyed most of the campsite with the complete run-through of almost all of Blur’s 90s discography, Seb had brought out the aniseed liquor and… well, most of it was now gone.
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James awoke with the feeling of grass on his face, and the faint tinny sound of music playing. Trying to get up, he immediately realised the immensity of his headache. “Fuck” he thought to himself, “this hangover is bad”.
Wondering over to the car, slowly, he found that somehow, a Spotify playlist was still going. He read the name of it - “Ultimate All-Out Acid Jazz Evening Soundtrack”, though someone had queued a whole load of Childish Gambino songs too. What even.
Seb was lying in the tent, having slept in his clothes, using some of the bags as a makeshift pillow. He hadn’t even made it to his inflatable bed.
“Oi, mate” said James in a raspy voice. Seb stirred a little and mumbled something to himself. No luck with that then, time to go and find Martin. Thankfully that didn’t take too long. James found him round the front of the car sleeping next to a toolbox that he almost seemed to be spooning.
“Dude we all know you love your tools but at least get a room next time” he sternly said to him, as Martin woke up in a confused state. Realising it was James, he gave him a dirty look and went back to sleep.
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A little while later and after a fry-up courtesy of James, they were on the road. It was easy going today, and James was thankful to be at the wheel. Partly because there wasn’t too much to worry about on this route, and partly because the other two were still clinically dead.
Martin seemed to be both asleep and not asleep at the same time, meaning how could still try to talk about what happened last night.
“Those Twin Sail guys were fun” he said with a vague smile on his face.
“There was a woman with them too you know” replied James.
“Oh” said Maritn, pausing to think. “No I remember that now. One of them put on some Pixies I think and I definitely sang along”
“Yeah, you did” said Seb in a grumpy tone.
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Having made it to Calloway Flats, all three of them came to the decision that more breakfast was needed, as this hangover wasn’t going away.
“James I don’t give a shit what it is, I just need sustenance” said Seb, having yet to shake his grump from this morning.
“Alright, alright” said James in a mocking accent. “How much anis did you have last night?”
“A lot, ok?” said Seb. “And I was mixing with that wine we nicked from some other camp”
“Yeah, let’s gloss over that and hope no one notices” said James.
Martin watched the other teams come in. “Definitliey seeing more cars with problems” he said.
Seb came over while James made some food. “Mmm” he said “With any luck, we shan’t be joining them too soon”.
“Yeah…” said Martin, slightly troubled. He had a gut feeling that they soon would be.
