It wasn't an optional thing, Bill didn't even notice that he was agreeable, he just agreed. Maybe tomorrow he'd find it nuts but today, he shrugged. "Sure, I can come. I don't have much going on here. Though you might have to stop so I can get some clothes, maybe an ice pack. My face fucking kills."

He had a dull headache and he felt like shit but he was sure some painkillers, fresh air and sleep would really pick him up off the ground. "Where are we going?"