Final pack up

"I may as well wait for the first train," I decided, as we just missed the last train for the night.
The Paralympics Closing Ceremony ended some hours ago, the crowds were long gone and a few of us stayed on, working through the night, to pack up our merchandising outlets at the Olympic Stadium.
By 2am, Andonis and I had methodically and meticulously boxed up and labelled the last of the computer boxes and dismantled the display stands.
"Beers at Stand 2," our venue manager announced on the two-way radio.
We headed over to the other outlet where plastic beer bottles were served over the counter.
"Cheers!"
We lounged around, covered in dust from head to foot - as there was no concrete around our outlets, the tents and all our stock were constantly covered in a fine red dust. We were filthy every time we took off the tent curtains at the start of trading.
'More beer?" the assistant manager walked back from the canteen next door - it had been left unlocked and unattended. We had also been told "help yourselves".
The sound of the first morning train (5am) was heard rattling by in the background.
"Time to go home," we all agreed and made the long trek across the Olympic site to the train station.