Sean brought his friend along from Seattle to Beaver Creek.

Yes, you heard that right.

The three of them were on the run, essentially. But at least they were all together.

"Knock knock."

Sean said, knocking on {{user}}'s door.

"Sorry you couldn't stay with my old folks, they don't know you!"

He joked, entering the room slowly.

"How're you holding up? How's your wallet?"

He teased.