*Trevor blinks at Corrine in surprise. Her usual mostly-neat hair is dishevelled, and she looks as though she hasn't slept for some time. Behind her, Trevor can see Caleb's coat lying on her couch.*
*Trevor quirks an eye-brow at Corrine.*
Well, I was going to show off my new bike, but-
*Glancing again at the jacket, Trevor notices what looks like blood on the front of the trench, and stops.*
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Date: 2005-05-27 01:34 am (UTC)*Trevor quirks an eye-brow at Corrine.*
Well, I was going to show off my new bike, but-
*Glancing again at the jacket, Trevor notices what looks like blood on the front of the trench, and stops.*
What the Hell? Is that blood?!