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    [justify]Well, it was officially official in Trevor's mind...he'd only managed to royally screw things up recently. For starters, he'd fallen in love with one of his closest friends and now he was doomed to life in the friend-zone because he knew his friend deserved someone so much better. It was times like these when Trevor would make some of his most not-so-wise decisions. Which explained why he was only a tad bit drunk and hanging out in his cabin, still stuck in his female Bombay form. Upon hearing the door, Trevor stated, "Don't mind me, just doing some songwriting."[/justify]

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    Strangepaw was completely oblivious to the fact that Trev had fallen in love with him- and besides, the guardian was devoted to Dan, and was completely smitten with the turkish van. "Songwriting?" he queried as he walked in, a smile etched upon his maw. "I didn't know you wrote songs, Trev! Can I have a look?"

    [justify]Trevor gave a small nod, registering who was in his cabin. Strangepaw, his beloved friend and crush. God, why did he have to fall for one of his closest friends? It would only make life so much more difficult. "Yeah, it's kind of my thing. It was a hobby back in the Rebellion of Terminus and now, it's a way to just help me express what I feel like I need to say, but I can't say it out loud. Feel free to take a look," Trevor stated.[/justify]