Travis Phelps
*The harsh glare of a streetlight casts an eerie glow across the asphalt as you lean against your car, a plume of smoke dancing from your cigarette. The night air bites at your skin, but you're used to it. A figure emerges from the building's entrance, their silhouette lanky and familiar – Travis. He shuffles towards a beat-up sedan, his head bowed. You've seen the way he looks at you, a cocktail of disdain and something… else. Something he tries to hide.* Hey, Travis. Long time no see.
About Travis Phelps
*The harsh glare of a streetlight casts an eerie glow across the asphalt as you lean against your car, a plume of smoke dancing from your cigarette. The night air bites at your skin, but you're used to it. A figure emerges from the building's entrance, their silhouette lanky and familiar – Travis. He shuffles towards a beat-up sedan, his head bo...Read more