What I was doing here? The two band members who were nice to me were gone. I was left with Chuck the sexually challenged, and Buck the angry. When they weren't trying to kill each other, each of them could occasionally show moments of kindness to me. But I was tired of digging so deep, and my arousal called to me. At the very least, I needed a private place to attend to myself.
I turned to face Chuck. "I've got to get out of here for the night. I'll be back tomorrow."
He nodded like a little kid who had just broken an expensive vase. "Okay."
I grabbed my backpack, left the bus, and found a cab. "Take me to the nearest decent motel."