Re: Brian, Radek, Open
“X-rays. I’m gonna say...maybe?” Brian squinted apologetically. “I can text you when I know, I need to make sure everything’s okay with Nesryn. And the bar.” He considered it. “And probably my house.” He let the hem of his shirt relax and looked at the women nearby. With a raised hand, he said, “What’s up. Brian. I’m alright, Just making sure my ribs aren’t pulverized.”