#brobstarter

“--Hey, uh, you, where the hell am I?”

“Someone tell me this isn’t just... happening to me... I’m not like, the only one who’s been changed into a girl?”

“You have got to be kidding me.”

Well...

Of course, Trevor had been all but too aware of the events transpiring outside the heavy, wooden door. However, ever since those few days that his brother’s broken body flashed in his mind, and his need to murder Sean seemed to claim his entire psyche like a fire, he’d decided the best thing for him -- and for everyone else -- was to remain hidden on the other side of the door. Things had since calmed down, and he’d popped down to the kitchen for the first time in quite a while, searching relentlessly for any drop of alcohol he could get his hands on. If Trevor was going to face the world, he was going to do it with a bottle in hand.