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Chapter One

SEAN

I flew in from Thailand, and boy were my arms tired

Sounds like a bad, bad, joke—I know But it was the damn truth You ever DJ in front of a crowd of thousands for five hours straight? Fun as shit, believe me, but it’sWouldn’t trade it for the world, obviously, but it’s totally a case of the spirit being ive it a rest”

Well, bod, that’s the plan The moment I stepped off the private plane at Van Nuys Airport and felt that first rush of fresh (fresh-ish—this is LA we’re talking about) California air Itake it easy I’d spent the last threelike it was the end of the world For noas ready to roll up to my pad in the Hollywood Hills and…

Shit I didn’t really knohat I was going to do Watch Netflix?

Thankfully Matt, ot into the limo

“I know this place,” he said

“A place? Sounds o-dice-throwing’ co that I’m in the mood for”

“Nah, nah Got a better kind of relaxing in mind for you More…rich-LA-trophy-wife kind of shit”

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued

“Shopping spree on Santa Monica Boulevard?” I grinned “Brunch at one of those joints where you pay fifty bucks for a soft-boiled egg? I , bud”

He let out a snort of a laugh “Nah So a little more suited to your situation”

“And what kind of situation ht that be?”

“The situation of so, that’s what kind of situation”

Believe it or not,When you’re inyour body when it’s positively screa unreasonable? You try doing a show in Seattle then flying to Tokyo the next night to do another one the next…night? Day? Morning? Whatever it would be with the time difference