KelsOLuvsYew

Michael came out of the trailer wearing only his shorts. “God. Why does it gotta be so hot?” Michael put on his sun glasses. Trevor was sitting on the back of his truck. “Not used to the dessert sun are you Mikey? No, you get all the famous Los Santos heat.”   Michael looked at Trevor. He walked over to where he was sitting and stood in front of him blocking the sun. “Are you alright T?” “I'm fine Mikey. Why?” Trevor was staring at Michael. “Oh nothing, just what happened earlier got me a little confused. You sure you're alright?” Michael put his hand on Trevor's shoulder. &ld