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[runarevolution]

[ Finally Enjolras spared Grantaire half a glance- but it wasn't, by any means, a good one. It was a look of pure 'are you shitting me?' judgement; mildly appalled by such a suggestion as to tie himself down and call that 'safety'.

He really could not believe his ears.

Still, it probably said something that the normally eloquent Enjolras could not find the proper words to retort to such a suggestion, just released a huff of breath that was in no way a noise of agreement. ]

I said no, Grantaire. [ And just to continue to be defiant, he reaches for his recently-opened-already-half-empty-who-knows-what-number-red bull, and takes a long drag from the can, before letting it fall back into the cup holder with a huff. ]

[sceptique]

[It works for him.

He lets out a breath. Of course it wouldn't be so easy to convince Enjolras to just hand over the wheel already. Of course.]

And I say at least pull over so you can get some sleep. We'll both be better off for it. [He won't make any promises about, oh, dragging him out of the driver's seat and pushing him into the backseat, though.]

[runarevolution]

Or what? [ It is a childish argument at best, and Enjolras knows it, but he has been awake for almost thirty hours now, and he's full of too much caffeine and his patience is worn thinner than usual. So his retort is snapped and petty and Enjolras simply does not have the energy to compose something with more thought. ] You cannot make me pull over.

[ Because really, no one wants an accident, and he doubts that even Grantaire is foolish enough to go so far. ]

[sceptique]

No, but I can call Combeferre and ask him to lend me his support.

[Granted, Combeferre is probably asleep in some motel somewhere, for which Grantaire heavily envies him and the rest of the people in his van, but there are some things he's just not willing to do, and among them is risk causing an accident.]

[runarevolution]

You wouldn't dare. [ Enjolras' tone is harsh; some might even say murderous- but then again this speaks volumes to the power the other's threat holds. Combeferre is perhaps, the only man who can reason Enjolras into submission. Not every time, and certainly not about all matters- but some, at least. ]

[sceptique]

Pull over and I won't.

[He's pretty sure it's somewhere in the glovebox.]

[runarevolution]

I don't need to pull over yet. You're making a big deal out of nothing.

[ Which, saying this of course means that Enjolras has to swallow on a yawn, struggle it down and lock his jaw so hard that Grantaire can probably see the muscles in his neck bulging. But whatever; so be it if it means he doesn't lose this fight.

He's not going to lose this fight, because he's not pulling over and he's certainly not sleeping in the back of this monstrosity. ]