"If I had a hundred bucks, I'd take your last slot," Simon grinned and leaned forward to muss up his hair. He had no idea that he was leaving poor Peter with some heart ache and food for thought as Simon jumped up the stairs into the bus where Matt was wildly swinging the sledge hammer. "Woah! Yo Matty! Not everything needs to go man!"

He patted his shoulder and grabbed the tool from him before shooing him out. Maybe he just wanted a place to smoke where it was quiet. Maybe he wanted to head back to the bunks where Judas Iscariot was hiding.

Simon lit up and sauntered over to one of the curtained cubbies and lightly knocked on the frame. "Hey. Shove over. I got a joint and a handjob if you want some fun or an ear if you wanna listen?"