OOM: A favor for a friend

It had been a long trip, longer than Russell had anticipated, anyway.

Russell and Fletcher arrive home, leaving their luggage by the door for now as they both head to the kitchen.

"It was nice to see Al again, wasn't it brother?"

"It was," Russell replied simply, collapsing into the nearest chair. He couldn't help it, the table looked too comfortable. He rests his head in his arms.

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"Is something wrong?"

Russell looks up quickly.

"Huh? No, why would you think that?"

"Because I left for five minutes and you fell asleep," Fletcher gives him as much a disapproving look as he can, it always manages to make Russell feel guilty.

"Get some proper rest, please brother?"

Russell also couldn't resist the puppy dog eyes and his bed sounded much more comfortable than the table right now anyway.

He really was tired, it had been a tiring trip after all.