Re: Trailer Park: Brett & Sasha
Brett's smooth forehead wrinkled into a frown as she carried on talking, despite himself. "Who the fuck would fix a lock, just to break in?" he asked, echoing her own sentiments. "Open door's always easier." He glanced at the bug, at her bags. "Doesn't look like there'd be much to steal anyhow. You moving on?" The question was a deflection, he knew it. It was more than he'd ask under any other circumstances, where he didn't feel the looming threat of admitting something that might risk casting him in a better light.