With Marilyn's dogs, Peaches and Sugar, a few weeks ago.
J's garage.
Bandit.
Jake, watching my brother toy with his latest hoopty.
Adam torturing Oliver.
Why the hell do I look so drunk? Because I'm between my brother and Zaur, the crazy Russian.
J and I.
Jake.
Sim.
Seriously, don't ask.
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