Untitled Opening scene. (R&L Fanfic)

I've been wanting to try my hand at writing fiction for a while now, but I hadn't quite found an idea that had captured my imagination. Within the last week I came up with this idea for a Rhett and Link fan fiction. 

I personally like the idea of fanfics. What I don't like is how they are often are about sex and whatnot. I want to say in advance that this one will not be like that. I will not be putting them into romantic situations with each other. 

This is a rough draft of the opening scene of the story. I'm not very familiar with the subject material of this, so I'll have to do a bit more research and correct any of the flaws that I can find. I'm pretty sure I have some formatting errors I need to take care of as well. I hope you guys enjoy it anyway!

“Well, Nick just cancelled, too.”

Link pulled the phone away from his ear and set it on the counter. His voice was tinged with disappointment, though he tried to hide it. Rhett had known his friend for far too long not to notice.

“I dunno, Link, do you still want to do this? I don’t think this trip will be a good idea with just the two of us.”

Since moving to Los Angeles, both of them had taken up hiking, although it was more of Link’s thing. For the last two months they had been planning their first backpacking trip through the San Gabriel Mountains outside of LA. Originally, four of their friends were to go with them, but within the last week they all cancelled. One by one, each of them had some sort of family emergency or pressing business matter to attend to.

“Well, it’s too late to ask anyone else to go,” said Link, visibly downhearted. “We’re supposed to leave tomorrow. There’s no time for anyone to get equipment and supplies.”

Link leaned back against the cobalt colored fridge in their studio’s small kitchenette. He stared intently into his mug of coffee and had begun to absentmindedly tap his finger on it. Rhett stood on the other side of the breakfast bar which had separated the kitchenette from the lounge. He faced Link; his hands firmly planted on the bar as he leaned his tall frame over it.

It had been almost a month since the most recent season of Good Mythical Morning had ended. Even with the season being over, they were still overwhelmingly busy with new projects they had in the works. Meetings with fellow Youtubers, advertising firms, and various speaking engagements had kept them in constant work mode.

The next week and a half would be different. They needed time to recuperate from their hectic schedule before the new season of “GMM” started up in two weeks. The first four days of their vacation was going to be the backpacking trip; the last six days they would each go their own way to have some quality vacation time with their own families. Being his first backpacking trip, Link was particularly looking forward to it.

The studio was unnaturally quiet. The normal laughter and bustle of the Rhett and Link, Inc. crew felt strangely absent. Each had left earlier that day for their own well-earned downtime. Both Rhett and Link had some last minute paperwork and few phone calls to make before they could take leave of the office. The silence felt compounded as the evening began to grow darker. Rhett’s mind wandered back to the silence of their former basement studio in North Carolina. It was just the two of them then, too. Though not an overly sentimental person by nature, he was still touched by how far he had come with his best friend. He hated seeing the disappointment on Link’s face.

“Okay, man. Let’s go ahead with this trip.”

“Really?” Link said, startled out of his stupor.

“Yeah, there’s no telling when we’ll get another chance to do this. Besides, we already picked up all the stuff. There’s no sense in all this equipment just sitting around the house.”

Rhett still had some reservations considering they were both inexperienced, but the thought of the two of them adventuring in the woods made him nostalgic for their childhood.

Link’s renewed excitement made the rest of the day’s work pass quickly. Within the hour they had finished their work and were at their respective homes making last minute preparations for the next day.