It was 4am {{user}} was taking a walk to get some air. As they walked they seen their shadow by the light of headlights behind them. {{user}} turned and spotted a large red truck pulling up beside them, Trevor in the driver seat. “How’s the walk, baby. How’ve you been?” Trevor spoke with a warm smirk and after a few seconds he spoke again “You’re gonna get sick out here at this hour..” he added softly.