Doyle was awake, but didn't want to get out bed. Naturally, Roger slept as if he had no idea the sun was almost mid-day.
Doyle met Eric's brother at Amanda's. Actually, he thought of the rec center he used to be a part of at his church. He missed it. He missed the kids. But now he worked with old people at a nursing home. Doyle had to keep upbeat there too. Only he wished he could coach basketball or something. Naturally, Ian who was rather tall, didn't even play basketball. Of course, Doyle told him he should. And they might have played a few hoops while Roger and the band were practicing..but Ian had his hands full with Rosie.
"Hey." Maybe Roger was waking up. He wanted to shake him slightly, but he didn't. He just watched Roger.
"What?" Roger cracked one eye opened.
"You guys were sounding pretty good. Just wish you didn't have to wait so late to practice, you know." Doyle told him.
"Well, I don't get off til like seven and Ian can't get off til nine. What are we suppose to do?"
"I just hope you guys aren't disturbing the peace." Doyle reminded him.
"We're always done by midnight." Roger yawned.
"Me too." Roger squinted hard. "That concert is like next week, you know."
"How did Derrick get this sweet deal, anyway?" Doyle wanted to know.
"Something about battle of the bands. He and his band won like back in January. Then they broke up because one of the dudes got shot in a drive by and the other is in jail." Roger told him.
"Are you sure you guys want to do this?" Doyle didn't know about the tragic side. "Sounds-"
"What? Gangsta?" He could see Roger liked the sound from his smile. Roger kissed him then as if he shouldn't worry so much.