A couple days after Trent got Loona her treatment, him, Loona, and Blitzø was riding around like the 'Spring Break' episode, Blitzø driving like a madman, hitting people while blasting music while(Poorly!) singing to it, Loona looking annoyed, and Trent in the back having a panic attack, "B-BLITZØ, IS HITTING ALL THESE PEOPLE NECESSARY?!" Blitzø, who didn't hear him swerved, "SHIT!" and to the pain of Trent, smacked into he side of the van. Ouch.
"AH GOD DAMNIT, NOT AGAIN!" screeched a belligerent Blitzø, who grabbed a megaphone and slammed his head out of the window, "WHOEVER OWNS THE PINK PUSSY WAGON GET IT THE FUUUCK OUTTA MAH PARKING SPOT OR IM GONNA FUCK SOME BITCHES UP!!!" Loona already knew who it was, as they encountered them a couple years back, on spring break. Yep, it was Verosika Mayday.
"Blitzø, I should have known." "Ah fucking hell not you again whore!" As all three of them walked out of the van, Verosika, as well as Vortex, stepped out of the 'Pussy Wagon' and the two Ex lovers meet and glared at each other. "The fuck are you doing in my parking spot, AGAIN?!" The popstar sighed as she tossed her hair over her shoulder, clearly in a bad mood, "Again, dear Blitzø, I'm being hired by the succubi in the building for the Spring Break thing they do every year!"
"Hey Loona, nice to see ya again girl," Tex said, genuinely pleased to see Loona, who smiled a bit, "Heya Tex, how's Bee?" As Tex and Loona traded pleasantries, Blitzø was losing his shit, so was Verosika, who was in each others face, yelling about what happened a couple years ago about spring break, But Trent wasn't interested in his bosses love life so he made his way to Loona, and by extension, Vortex. "So girl, who's the new guy?"
Trent chuckled a bit, "I been here for a good while now, but I'm Trent Hunter, pleased to meet you mister?" Laughing a bit, Tex smiled as he shook Trent's hand, "Vortex, but you can call me Tex, everyone does, and might I add you have quite a grip." Trent laughed back, clearly liking this guy, "Yea, my father always told me a man is measured by his grip in a handshake." Out of nowhere Blitzø yells over his shoulder, "Did he also mention the grip when you beat your meat?!"
With skill, Trent kicked up a rock to the top of his boot and flicked it, nailing Blitzø in the back of the head, "DON'T TALK SHIT ABOUT MY FATHER! Jeez man." Vortex, clearly impressed, chuckled a bit, "Damn man, clean shot! Anyway, it's nice to meet you Trent, and it's nice to see ya again Loona. Oh hey! Bees having another party in a few days, you two should come!" Trent shrugged, "I'm not a drinker, so sorry Tex."
"Well that's a bit of a shame man, but if you change your mind, you are totally free to crash into the party! Bee wouldn't mind, see ya there Loona?" She shrugged a bit, "Maybe Tex, if Trent won't go, I might not, but then again I may, so who knows." After a bit, Verosika decided to just move the car out to the other parking lot. Laughing as he, Loona, and Trent made their way to I.M.P, Blitzø was mentioning his rocky past with the popstar, but both Loona and Trent was ignoring him.
"So, Trent, your not gonna go to Bee's party?" He shook his head, a look a slight sadness in his eyes, "Bee acts all silly and happy, but deep down the only reason someone drinks like she does is to drown out the memories... I never met her, but her reputation proceeds her." She opened her mouth to argue, but he did make sense, I mean, look at herself, she drunk more then most Hounds to hide from the pain. "Ok, I'll go but to see if she'll tell me anything. You know, about why she drinks so much."
He nodded, but deep inside he felt his guts gnawing, like something wasn't right... However he just can't put his finger on it... But it's there...
... And he's getting hungry...
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The Hellhound Nextdoor (A Helluva Boss Romance story)
ספרות חובביםAs Trent Hunter came back to Pride, he hopes he can live a more, well, quiet life style. But as fate would see to it, he reunites with a lifelong friend and crush, Loona. When these two Hounds come back into each other's lives, you can Bet something...