He laid back on the sand with a beer in his hand, gazing up at the light pink sky and sighing heavily. There was a weight in his chest and a scowl tucked in the corners of his lips as he tipped the bottle back and gulped down the alcohol. It burned as it sloshed down his esophagus and pooled in the pit of his stomach. Really, he just needed Bryon to get there already so he could just forget everything else. He heard little footsteps behind him and smiled softly at the sight of his boyfriend. “Hi,” he murmured.