Ryan lay, still sleeping in his bed despite the trip he was soon to go on with his friends. He had told himself he'd wake up early that day for the sake of the trip, but forgot to set his alarm clock. As he lay there, barely snoring, his dad came quietly into the room. The teacher and father, wanting to teach his son a lesson about being on time, decided to stress Ryan out plenty today, at least... for now. He changed the time on the alarm clock to a couple hours later, setting the alarm to go off in a minute and quickly left. 

With a sudden jolt, Ryan almost jumped out of his bed, "Oh crap, I set the alarm too late!" He slammed his hand onto the top of the clock and rushed to get clothes on, forgoing the packing he would need to do as he rushed down the stairs. "See ya dad, I'm heading to the trip! Don't have time to pack anything, so could you drop by the place with my stuff?" He shouted as he grabbed a breakfast bar and started opening the door. "You're not late, go back up there and pack. Next time set your alarm, or I might not wake you up." 

Ryan finished his breakfast bar before packing together clothing and other basic necessities for the trip. "Sometimes I really hate how you teach lessons..." Ryan said as he walked down the stairs. "I can't do anything like this during school days, otherwise I'll get in trouble with your mom for letting you miss school." Ryan sighed, almost wishing that the lesson had been taught during school instead so he wouldn't have been as stressed out about it. Sure, he may have forgotten his pencil, but one day's grades wouldn't hurt him too much, whereas missing the trip would be missing out on something particularly fun. "Yeah, yeah... You know where I'll be, so if you need me at all... Also, you know when I'll be back, so see ya, and tell mom I said bye as well." 

Ryan sighed as he sat down in his car, closing his eyes for a moment to recollect himself a bit. While he wasn't quite late yet, he wasn't exactly early, so he had to rush a bit with packing his clothing, meaning he didn't have enough time to stop and relax after the trick his dad had pulled on him. "I'm so gonna get him back for that some day..." He said with a smirk before beginning to pull out of the driveway. Only a couple minutes later he saw the RV awaiting as he drove in, parking his car and getting out. 

He walked closer to the group, as his parked vehicle had to be in a designated parking area, lest it get towed before his mom had the chance to come get it and drive it back home. "Guess we know how much you love bushes now." Ryan smirked, noting the biker that was apparently incapable of getting out of the bush. Ryan was sure that it was due to the awkward way the landing may have put the biker in, or possibly just the bush itself making it hard to get the right stance to get back up, but no matter the case, Ryan didn't want to leave him there, no matter how much he might joke about it later. He reached his hand out as an offer of aid, making sure that he was close enough that David would be able to grab hold of his hand to actually accept the aid if he wished.