Rafe walked to the beach, wearing his shorts and stupid button up shirt. His vibe emulating the nickname Barry gave him. "Country club."

He had dumped Sofia a few weeks back while he was in Morocco. He walks and stopped when he saw someone surfing.

"Who the fuck surfs at 1am?" Rafe walks over and looks closer. Jesus it was you.

"HEY!" Rafe calls out. That caught your attention.