[Trevor might have come up with a halfway believable excuse, had Adrian not broken out the ultimate equalizer and shot his attention to hell. It's foul play. Dirty pool. Wet legs. Trevor can't tear his eyes away.
The truth is probably a good deal stranger than any fiction he could invent anyway.]
I was bored. And pretending to be a pirate isn't as fun without the right pants.
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The truth is probably a good deal stranger than any fiction he could invent anyway.]
I was bored. And pretending to be a pirate isn't as fun without the right pants.