Levi Cranston and Kevin Maggliardi had just finished a run along the Charles River in Boston. They sat along the river to catch their breath and regain their composures.
“Did I tell you the story about when Jack, Rhody Leyman, and I came home from an impromptu trip to Milwaukee?” Levi asked Kevin.
“I love Milwaukee, and no. You may have told me this story, but I don’t remember,” said Kevin.
“You’ve met Rhody before when he was here. The light brunette loud mouth.”
“He’s such a cool guy, though. I introduced him to my brother, Graham. Since they both live a block from each other in Brooklyn. When they both first met, they hit it off so well, and they acted like they were best friends.”
“Yeah, he’s pretty great,” Levi remarked.
“So, about this trip. Remind me what happened,” Kevin said.
“It was during the summer when Jack and I were going to be seniors, and Rhody just graduated. So, ‘13, I think. We spent a weekend in Milwaukee and were supposed to come home Sunday night. There was so much going on our way home, including traffic, that we didn’t get home until about 4 am. So instead of us going out separate ways once we came home, Rhody let us spend the rest of the night at his place. And the three of us didn’t wake up until at least 4 o’clock in the afternoon.”
“Yup. I remember that story. Similar situation with me and my two brothers. My sister wasn’t with us since she had a prior commitment. It sucks not coming home when you want to.”
“Yeah, we were super super exhausted by the time we came back,” Levi said.
“Why didn’t Asad and Savino come with you?” Kevin asked.
“I honestly don’t remember.”
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