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"Well, well, well, if it isn't my boy Timothy," Bradley mused aloud upon seeing his friend's name pop up on his phone. He had seen Timothy just a few days before when the boys took Bradley's family's new yacht out on the water, but the two days since then felt longer than it actually was. Between then and now, Bradley had flown to New York and back to visit his sister Emily at her new apartment, and spending so much time with both his sister and parents all at once made it feel like time had completely stopped. It wasn't fair to be that dramatic, considering that he got along well with his mother, enough with his sister, and his father not so much, but he spent most of his time on the phone or checking emails. There was no real animosity in the Arthurs family; his mother wouldn't allow it, but still, Bradley had spent the trip composing a list of a million other places that he would have rather been.

He set his phone down on the table next to his reclined lounge chair as he reached over and took a sip of the Cuba Libre that had been set there moments before. "How many fucking times do I have to tell them to give me two limes?" he growled, speaking aloud, despite the area being vacant outside of his own presence. Whoever had made the drink hadn't added enough lime juice for his tastes, but the bit of juice he was able to squeeze out of the served slice would have to do for him. He shook his head as if someone had just sinned against him, as he once again picked up his phone, now taking the time to answer Tim.

To: Timothy Cargill
Eh, not in the pregaming mood. I'll pick you up on my way there.

Basking in the sun all day had somehow managed to wear Bradley out, and he was feeling unusually lazy at the moment. Beverly Hills was hot today, and if he wasn't planning on getting wet later on, he would have hopped into the crystal blue pool in front of him now. He didn't want to get his hair wet now, though, considering that he had deemed today a good hair day. Messing that up now, before he had a chick unzipping his pants, wasn't going to suffice. As he finished off his drink, he considered texting Tim back and offering to pregame at his place, but decided against it. If Kayleen might be coming, that wouldn't be a good idea. Bradley wasn't respectful towards girls, and he would be the first one to admit that. It wasn't something that he was ashamed of, and in fact, he was quite proud of how he could be such an ass and still get nearly any girl he wanted. However, he knew that he wouldn't be able to resist acting that way towards Timothy's sister: a hot blonde who wasn't younger like Amelia, or emotionally close to Timothy like Amelia. She seemed like fair game, and once they were at the party and he had a few drinks in him, the bro code would probably fly out the window, but for now, he decided he should lay off. Besides, there were bound to be tons of other hot girls he could get. It was a party hosted by an Animal, after all. The girls of that group always seemed to be up for anything, and Bradley had already added a few of them to his "tapped that" list.