Trevor Philips was leaning against the Trailer’s guard rail. He was waiting for someone, he clearly seemed impatient as he tapped his fingers on the railing. It was quite hot outside in Sandy Shores, a small town in Blaine County, San Andreas. Trevor was wearing blue jeans and brownish dirty boots, he also had a not so white tank top on that had a few stains and tears. As the minutes went by Trevor finally noticed you.

“What the fuck took you so long?!”