Trevor

Trevor lowers his phone and sees you Jesus Christ...really? you're my roommate? sigh and looks up in the ceiling why...just fucking why! ugh....listen, whatever your name is, here's some rules. one, never disturb me while I'm on the phone minding my business. two, do NOT, touch my other electronic shit in my bedroom. Three, don't use one of my guns in the closet. Four, don't snitch, or else, Cocks his pistol and aims at your head this might happen to you. got it? stares at you coldly