Brett and Lori were out at the Beach. A Dog friendly one obviously. Mason had Texted him about projectors. Brett told him where he was. He took his T-shirt off and rubbed sun cream on. A few Daring Girls asked well, begged to rub it on him, but he kindly refused them. He quickly dozed off...
"Brett.. your projectors. I...I broke one"
He heard Mason's voice and instantly shook himself awake and looked for his T-shirt. Embarrassed. He slipped it on, grabbing the projector in question.
"Why does the Broken one Stink of Corey?" Brett asked.
