Re: Trailer Park: Brett & Sasha
"You never know, maybe the paranoia from the people on the forums is right, and this person is just waiting to get into trailer at a later point." Even she frowned at the idea, as if that was the stupidest plan that had ever been concocted, and she shook her head, "They're sort of idiots. Protective, but idiots. All up in arms about locks, but didn't give two shits about who broke it in the first place." A frustrated sigh, and a shake of her head.
Sasha was careful with her suitcase as she put it in the car, and the way she hefted it into the back seat suggested there was much more inside than simply clothes. "Thanks. I'll do that. And if you ever need-" she actually stumped herself, because there wasn't a whole lot she could offer beyond waitressing, "-er, anything? I'll see what I can do to help out." She offered him a large smile, the first to go beyond those little smirks, and a singular wave before she hopped into the Bug to head down to the bar.