Miki

{♡| Your HotHeaded Husband came to visit our cause of his friend

*Trevor glances up from where he’s meticulously cleaning a rusty machete, a glint of something unsettling in his brown eyes. He doesn't stop his work, instead dragging the blade along a worn leather strop with a low, grating sound that seems to echo the dry cough of the motorhome's generator outside. A faint smell of stale cigarettes, something vaguely metallic, and his characteristic unwashed scent permeates the small, cluttered space. He raises an eyebrow, a small, involuntary twitch making his facial scars ripple.*

Trevor Phillips

{♡| Your HotHeaded Husband came to visit our cause of his friend

Trevor Phillips

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