We Still Got It

Friends

Roxanne sat at her counter feeling bored. It's been two months since she had moved out of the trailer and she began to feel lonely. She pulls out her phone and shifts through pictures boredly causing her to go deep in thought. A buzz in her apartment made her snap back into reality causing the female to stand up and walk to the intercom. "Hello?"

"Hey there Darlin'. I wanted to know if you could let me in." Trevor said a bit sarcastically causing her to roll her eyes and simply buzz him in. Soon the doorbell rang and she opened the door for the man who walked in and looked around with a nod of his head. "Nice place you got here. Real Vinewood bigshot shit." He sighs and walks to the living room looking around.

"Why did you come here?" She asked annoyed.

"What? A guy cant see his friend?" Trevor opens his arms wide and hugs her close to himself feeling her struggle slightly. "Besides I was thinking we go out and do something." He looks around once more and notices a crossword on her table and picks it up. "I can see your busy."

"Shut the hell up." She leans against the counter and watches the man look around her apartment in almost disgust. He stood in front of the large window causing the female to look at him and take a deep breath. Trevor was very muscular despite his bad habits. His arms being defined yet chubby enough to cling to and the artwork which stood out on his arms. Roxanne would never admit it, but she missed that man and his crazy ass shenanigans.

"Nice view of assholes." Trevor turned and noticed Roxanne avert her gaze to the door and sigh.

"Yeah I know. What did you want to do today?" Her voice being short and cold caused Trevor to look at her worriedly.

"I was, uh, thinking we go camping. Some time away from this fucking Los Santos shit show." Trevor walked down stairs and into the womans bedroom and began packing her some clothes. Roxanne follows and watches him feeling annoyed.

"Just me and you? In the woods? Alone?" She watches him pack her clothes and sighs as he looks up at her.

"Somethin' on your mind?" He raised an eyebrow and smiled at her noticing her tense. She felt her heart rate increase from that dangerous tone and crossed her arms to seem upset. Trevor shakes his head and continues packing her bags. "Some innocent fun amiga!"

"Fine, but don't try anything funny or I will fuckin' castrate you." Trevor shook as he laughed at her comment. He then looked on the ground and his expression was soon annoyed. He picked up a piece of lingerie and looked at her annoyed.

"Who is he?" He asked coldly causing the female to watch him feeling annoyed.

"Who?" She walks towards him and closes her suitcase.

"The guy your wearin' this for! Who are you fuckin'?!" He yelled angrily and shoved the fabric in the girls face causing her to glare at him.

"That was a wedding present for the honeymoon! So fuck off!" She yelled back snatching the fabric and shoves it in a random drawer. She turns around and in an instant feels Trevor pressed against her. She refused to meet his gaze as she felt her heart rate increase. Trevor smelled like Dial soap and booze. The smell being all to familiar for the girl.

"Hey," he gripped the girls lower jaw roughly and forced her to look at him. She saw the confliction in his gaze which she was sure was brought by her. "Look I'm sorry okay? I'm just...not used to this ya know?" He looks at the girl who watched him as if she expected something. Trevor leaned in close and gently kissed the girl who froze in her spot. Roxanne feels her body starting to reciprocate the affection, but soon she pulls away and places her hands on Trevors chest to distance the two feeling his increased heart rate. Trevor growls slightly and moves her hands off of himself by gripping her wrists. "Whoops. Just a lil slip up. Won't happen again." He watched the female nod and glance at her bag.