Jul 02, 2008 22:31
Brian was lying on a towel on the beach in only a speedo (and his bracelet), letting the warm sun dry his skin from the swim he'd just taken. He went for a swim nearly every day at this time, so it wasn't like there was anything out of the ordinary about it. He wasn't waiting for Roger at all, just enjoying the sun, smoking a joint--and keeping one eye on the path from the compound expectantly.
roger davis,
brian kinney,
mark cohen