Trevor just blinks at this acrobatic feat. Okay, well, that plan of his also failed. Then someone's coming over to try to ruin their fun yet again.
"Fuck your system!" And Trevor proceeds to scrabble to his feet and football-tackle the hulk of a man, throwing all caution to the wind. The idea this might be another werewolf is somewhere in the back of his head, but he'd feel much worse about bowing out and following the rules than getting his throat ripped out, to be totally honest.
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"Fuck your system!" And Trevor proceeds to scrabble to his feet and football-tackle the hulk of a man, throwing all caution to the wind. The idea this might be another werewolf is somewhere in the back of his head, but he'd feel much worse about bowing out and following the rules than getting his throat ripped out, to be totally honest.