Recently, Trevor had met a guy. On accident mostly. The poor bastard was tied up and only in his underwear when Trevor had first met him. Since then, the two had became pretty close friends. Well, that's what Trevor thinks anyways.

After another trip on whatever drug Trevor got his hands on this time, he met up with Michael. He seemed a bit happier than usual. He grinned, lazily leaning back in one of the chairs by a park as he looked at Michael.

“So Mikey... I met a guy.”