The Prank War Begins

Arthur waited in the car for roughly ten minutes before a truck drove by. The truck's clanging next to the driver's side of the car seemed to immediately rouse Donovan from his sleep.

Donovan stretched with what little room the car afforded him while letting out a long yawn. It took him a few seconds to realise that Arthur was sitting right next to him with a bored look on his face.

"Morning sleepyhead," Arthur said right before yawning himself.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Donovan asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"It's only been a couple of minutes, who am I to ruin a guy's nap?" Arthur said, before a grin formed on his face, "Oh, and I didn't draw on your face, I promise."

Donovan immediately pulled the driver side sun visor down and checked his face in the mirror. After noticing that there wasn't anything scribbled on his face, he breathed a sigh of relief before folding the sun visor back up.