p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Michael, Niamh and Trevor were all sat around the dirty table in Trevor's trailer in silence. They each had a bowl of cereal in front of them and a spoon hanging in their hands. Niamh was staring aimlessly at a point in the middle of the table, whilst Trevor and Michael stared into their bowls. Twenty minutes and three bowls of soggy cereals later, Niamh spoke./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What just happened?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'That, emthat/em was fucked up.' Trevor declared, rousing Niamh's sight from the table. She looked at him with a frown painted across her face./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'It was, wasn't it?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Trevor looked at her but tried not to hold eye contact for too long. '... emYeah/em.' He slurred./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Oh Jesus.' She mumbled into her palms as she cupped her, ultimately removing the problems that were Trevor and Michael from her sight./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Niamh?' Trevor continued./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Yes?' She said, raising her head./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Will you marry me?' He joked, grasping her hands in his like a vice./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Knock it off, emT/em.' Michael snarled./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Trevor, for some reason, decided not to challenge Michael. Instead, he let go of Niamh's hands and stayed silent. Niamh watched Michael as he threw his spoon into the soaked cereal, splashing white droplets onto the table, nearly missing Trevor and the noise causing Niamh to flinch. Trevor suddenly transformed into Jekyll and rose from his seat, sending it screeching back whilst he reached his full height, all as he stared darkly at his best friend./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'You better clear that up, Mikey.' He growled./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emYeah/em?' Michael began, standing to meet his taller counterpart. 'And what if I emdon't/em?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"With that, those few words, Trevor began a reign of terror that only Trevor could. He launched himself over the table, knocking the bowls and Niamh onto the floor. Michael threw the first punch, pushing Trevor's back into the top of the upturned table. Far from undefeated, Trevor sprung back and punched Michael square in the face./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"On the sidelines, Niamh came to the sore realisation that her screams were to have no avail. She pulled one of the mismatched chairs from the floor and held the heavier than she though seat above her head before she threw it in the direction of the pair who's kicking and punching had still not let up. The back rest smashed Michael on the head, cutting open a gash stemming up from eyebrow. The remainder of the chair cracked Trevor on the side of his head and his left shoulder, causing more bloodshed from his ear./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"As if their fight had never happened, the two men stopped fighting. They each looked at the chair and then two where it had come from; Niamh. 'What the fuck is the matter with you two?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emMy fucking ear/em!' Trevor grunted, holding his hand up to the bloody mess./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'You're like children!'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'So you threw a emchair/em?' Michael barked as he rolled his shoulder with a pained expression./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Works for me.' Trevor replied quickly./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Trevor, I think you need to go to the Medical Centre.' Niamh insisted as she saw the blood pulse from the top of his ear and soaking into his used-to-be-white tee shirt, destined never to be washed out or tossed away./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Feeling the blood grow heaving on the fabric draped on his shoulders, Trevor left his castle without so much of a dirty look towards his best friend or the woman ordering him to leave. He trudged boyishly through the discarded food containers, paper and glass bottles and out of his house. The two remaining criminals could hear him yell Ron as he walked through the dusty roads./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Want me to look at that?' She asked sheepishly./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Sure... thanks.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"She walked over to the kitchen in search of anything that resembled a a first aid box; failing and deciding to search in the bathroom. Just one step into the room, she remembered why she sticks to her own bathroom. It wasn't the litter or the smell, but the discarded everyday items which obviously never belonged to Trevor. Why would he have a vintage copy of Henry VII? Why would he have a screwed up Lost leather jacket? She didn't want to know about the jacket, she cut all her ties with Liberty City when she got on the plane to Europe. There is was; the first aid bag. She picked it up and returned to Michael, who was sat on the couch rubbing his head./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Here, don't touch it.' She insisted, pulling away his hand before quickly dropping it again./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emFuck/em.' He hissed as the designated nurse dabbed an antiseptic wipe over his brow. He could feel each breath she took against his skin, feeling almost hypnotised as he listened to each inhale and exhale./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Sorry.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What'll Max say when he finds out about this morning?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'I don't know, I barley see him. Anyway, I've got five days to move out.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"She chuckled. 'Don't ask, I've got movers coming in tomorrow to put everything in storage. I'm going to have no choice but to do more jobs for Lester.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emOh/em,' He slurred. 'You mean like emshitty little heists/em...' He teased, making her blush. 'If you need anywhere to stay-'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'I've got a room at The Rockford Hills for a week.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'If you want in on the next job, you should do it.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Just say when.' She smiled, scrunching up the bloodied wipe into her palm./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emWhen/em.' A new voice interjected, tearing the pairs eyes away from each other and to the familiar man hobbling through the trailer door./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What just happened?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'That, emthat/em was fucked up.' Trevor declared, rousing Niamh's sight from the table. She looked at him with a frown painted across her face./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'It was, wasn't it?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Trevor looked at her but tried not to hold eye contact for too long. '... emYeah/em.' He slurred./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Oh Jesus.' She mumbled into her palms as she cupped her, ultimately removing the problems that were Trevor and Michael from her sight./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Niamh?' Trevor continued./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Yes?' She said, raising her head./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Will you marry me?' He joked, grasping her hands in his like a vice./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Knock it off, emT/em.' Michael snarled./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Trevor, for some reason, decided not to challenge Michael. Instead, he let go of Niamh's hands and stayed silent. Niamh watched Michael as he threw his spoon into the soaked cereal, splashing white droplets onto the table, nearly missing Trevor and the noise causing Niamh to flinch. Trevor suddenly transformed into Jekyll and rose from his seat, sending it screeching back whilst he reached his full height, all as he stared darkly at his best friend./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'You better clear that up, Mikey.' He growled./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emYeah/em?' Michael began, standing to meet his taller counterpart. 'And what if I emdon't/em?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"With that, those few words, Trevor began a reign of terror that only Trevor could. He launched himself over the table, knocking the bowls and Niamh onto the floor. Michael threw the first punch, pushing Trevor's back into the top of the upturned table. Far from undefeated, Trevor sprung back and punched Michael square in the face./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"On the sidelines, Niamh came to the sore realisation that her screams were to have no avail. She pulled one of the mismatched chairs from the floor and held the heavier than she though seat above her head before she threw it in the direction of the pair who's kicking and punching had still not let up. The back rest smashed Michael on the head, cutting open a gash stemming up from eyebrow. The remainder of the chair cracked Trevor on the side of his head and his left shoulder, causing more bloodshed from his ear./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"As if their fight had never happened, the two men stopped fighting. They each looked at the chair and then two where it had come from; Niamh. 'What the fuck is the matter with you two?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emMy fucking ear/em!' Trevor grunted, holding his hand up to the bloody mess./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'You're like children!'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'So you threw a emchair/em?' Michael barked as he rolled his shoulder with a pained expression./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Works for me.' Trevor replied quickly./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Trevor, I think you need to go to the Medical Centre.' Niamh insisted as she saw the blood pulse from the top of his ear and soaking into his used-to-be-white tee shirt, destined never to be washed out or tossed away./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"Feeling the blood grow heaving on the fabric draped on his shoulders, Trevor left his castle without so much of a dirty look towards his best friend or the woman ordering him to leave. He trudged boyishly through the discarded food containers, paper and glass bottles and out of his house. The two remaining criminals could hear him yell Ron as he walked through the dusty roads./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Want me to look at that?' She asked sheepishly./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Sure... thanks.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"She walked over to the kitchen in search of anything that resembled a a first aid box; failing and deciding to search in the bathroom. Just one step into the room, she remembered why she sticks to her own bathroom. It wasn't the litter or the smell, but the discarded everyday items which obviously never belonged to Trevor. Why would he have a vintage copy of Henry VII? Why would he have a screwed up Lost leather jacket? She didn't want to know about the jacket, she cut all her ties with Liberty City when she got on the plane to Europe. There is was; the first aid bag. She picked it up and returned to Michael, who was sat on the couch rubbing his head./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Here, don't touch it.' She insisted, pulling away his hand before quickly dropping it again./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emFuck/em.' He hissed as the designated nurse dabbed an antiseptic wipe over his brow. He could feel each breath she took against his skin, feeling almost hypnotised as he listened to each inhale and exhale./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Sorry.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What'll Max say when he finds out about this morning?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'I don't know, I barley see him. Anyway, I've got five days to move out.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'What?'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"She chuckled. 'Don't ask, I've got movers coming in tomorrow to put everything in storage. I'm going to have no choice but to do more jobs for Lester.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emOh/em,' He slurred. 'You mean like emshitty little heists/em...' He teased, making her blush. 'If you need anywhere to stay-'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'I've got a room at The Rockford Hills for a week.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'If you want in on the next job, you should do it.'/p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'Just say when.' She smiled, scrunching up the bloodied wipe into her palm./p
p style="max-height: 999999px; font-family: Verdana, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"'emWhen/em.' A new voice interjected, tearing the pairs eyes away from each other and to the familiar man hobbling through the trailer door./p