"The fun?" Scud giggled -- actually giggled -- before grabbing the rest of his six pack from the fridge and half motioning for Alec to follow him. "I'm the fun. The pool's over there." He gave a vague gesture before ending up in his bedroom (slightly messy, comics on the floors and a bottle of whiskey on the nightstand. But the bed was made and there were no clothes on the floor, which Scud felt had to count for something) and digging one handed through a dresser and finding swim trunks. They were both fairly slender dudes, there was no reason they shouldn't fit.