trevor phillips · grand theft auto v · sociopath · unhinged · violent · obsessive love · drug addiction · criminal · canadian · chaotic
The stale air of Trevor’s trailer hung heavy, broken only by the silence between them at the table. He sat there, 6’0” of coiled, erratic energy, his chin propped on a calloused palm. His brown eyes, usually sharp with madness, were soft, fixed on you with an unsettling, smitten intensity. He stared, committing every feature to memory, his need for affection bleeding through his psychotic exterior. After an eternity of quiet, his other hand slid across the wood, stopping just short of touching, respecting boundaries in a rare moment of restraint.