Trevor walked into the public library at Schottler, looking around the area. He had been persuaded by Michael to start reading, so a public library was naturally Trevor's first choice.
At first Trevor had shrugged it off, calling Michael a 'fat nerd like Lester', but as time passed, Trevor thought that his words had some sense.
"Maybe I'll learn how to rob better," Trevor chuckled. "Look out, great fucking America! Trevor Philips is going to read!"
"Shut the fuck up!" a nearby civilian shouted. "This isn't your house, you prick!"
Trevor found the voice familiar, but did not think much of it as he gave the civilian the finger. "Me, a prick? Oh, let's see how much of a prick I can be! Come at me, motherfucker!"
"What the hell did you say?" the civilian stood up, turning around. "Trevor, what the fuck?"
"Michael, why the hell are you here?" Trevor was equally surprised.
"Reading, like the only thing people do in the libraries," Michael rolled his eyes. "Unless people fancy robbing libraries."
"You never know," Trevor said. "So what book are you reading?"
Michael showed Trevor his mobile phone. "It's not really a fucking book, Trevor, if you could see well with your two eyes. I'm on this website where people post their own original stories for readers such as myself to read. Plus, their books are free to read!"
"Alright, Einstein. So what are you reading currently?"
"Oh, it's this story called the Liberation of Perchta, written by some lad called TheKaizoku. It's a decent book," Michael informed. "You should try reading it, Trevor. I doubt it'll be too difficult for your brain to comprehend."
"Fuck you," Trevor said, whipping out his mobile phone. "It better have some gun-blazing shit going on, Michael."
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