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[findonesong]

Roger was sprawled on one of the beds in the cabin and he and Mark shared, idily playing his guitar. Being on a boat in the middle of nowhere was crazy shit, but he couldn't really complain. Here, he could simply just be.

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[im_just_someguy]

Mark sighed and flopped back on his own bed. "Fuck," he muttered, rubbing at his eyes. "I hate boats. Did I mention I hate boats? Because I do." He looked a bit paler than usual, which took talent. "At least the rocking isn't quite as bad down here."

[findonesong]

Roger looked over at Mark, smiling sympathetically. "Seasick?"

[im_just_someguy]

"Fuck you. Yes." He groaned, curling up on his side. "And Maureen being here isn't helping me feel any better. I wish she wouldn't sit in my lap like that."

[findonesong]

"But it's such a good lap," Roger said, teasingly. "Anyhow, it's just her being a drama queen."

[raunchycowgirl]

Jolene had taken to walking around the boat, singing old country songs boisterously. She stopped however, when she heard music and poked her head through the door of the source of it. "Howdy!"

[findonesong]

Roger looked up and grinned at the pretty girl. "Hey there."

[raunchycowgirl]

"Were you playin' somethin'? she asks, grinning right back at him.

[findonesong]

"Nothing, really. Just random notes." He sat up and gave her Rock Star Grin #5. "I could play something for you, if you like."