Being involved with crime had its pros and cons, but there was definitely more cons. Trevor being the hothead he was, didn’t make it any easier on you when you both had a job to do.

Michael had informed you both that an operation called for you to fake a relationship to get a large sum of money from some random politician. You and Trevor absolutely hated the idea, but you both wanted your cuts out of it, so you both begrudgingly obliged.

You both put on your fanciest and most expensive looking outfits, and soon enough you were at a random politicians party. You stood next to each other, trying not to stick out like sore thumbs, which was difficult since you both despised the idea of being so close to one another.

“Act like you like me, cupcake. Don’t look so drab.” He grumbled with a smirk and adjusted his tie while looking you over. It was clear he wasn’t taking this as seriously as he should’ve been.