<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qRvIFSX.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Travis McCarthy (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305639.msg14898200#msg14898200)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Grey t-shirt, blue jeans, black boots<br/><strong>Current Vehicle:</strong>1968 Hemi Barracuda<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Nighttime<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Undisclosed Location<br/><strong>Activity:</strong>Change of Plans<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>None<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nikki Hasegawa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305639.msg14895475#msg14895475), Demarco Benjamin (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=305639.msg14906898#msg14906898)<br/><hr/><br/>When Trey exited his car, he was reassured when he saw a smile on Raymond's face.  Raymond and his brother occasionally did business today and there was a healthy rivalry there was well, but so far it had been mostly friendly.  Of course, that could change at any time, but it seemed that Raymond was more than happy to have Trey present at the bonfire and explained where he could find everything.<strong>"You know my brother,"</strong>he said with a slight smile,<strong>"He's already trying to think about who should race against who and things like that.  I doubt he'll have any fun tonight, but that's his call."</strong>He shrugged his shoulders.  Mark was always the one that thought about things a lot and didn't really stop to enjoy things.  Trey could sometimes do the same thing, but Mark didn't leave him much to do so it wasn't like he had a lot to think about.  Once Raymond had finished, Trey would make his way towards the cooler.<br/><br/>As he approached the cooler, he saw Raymond's younger sister hovering near them and he wasn't sure what to say at first.  Sure, they had met, but it wasn't like they'd talked all that much.  Still, he wasn't about to make an ass of himself, he hoped.  So instead of standing there, staring, he just made his way over to the cooler and opened it up before finding a Budweiser and popping the top off of it.  Taking a long sip, he would look around and could see plenty of people eating and drinking and laughing.  The talk was, of course, mostly about cars and Race Wars and what they could expect tomorrow.  He drowned out most of it easily enough, having heard so much talk about Race Wars in the family shop the last month or so that he was almost tired of it.  That was a surprise given how excited he was for it, but it had still gotten to the point that even he had had enough.<br/><br/>Taking another sip, he would turn to say something to Nikki to find that she was gone.  He looked around and spotted her easily, now standing next to her friend's car and seeming to look anywhere but at him.  At least that's what he thought was happening, he could be wrong.  For a moment, he was unsure what to do.  He had actually gotten himself worked up enough to talk to her, but she had walked away from the situation, though he wasn't sure why.  Taking a breath, he would decide to just go ahead and walk over.  So that's what he did, well aware that Raymond's eyes were on him at the moment as he was approaching on his little sister.  He had heard rumors that Raymond was very protective of her, so he hoped that his actions wouldn't be considered to be something that they weren't.  He also expected someone to stop him, but no one did, so he felt pretty good by the time he got to her.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey Nikki, how you been?"</strong>he asked her, his relaxed voice a bit louder than normal in order to be heard over the music,<strong>"I heard a rumor that you were going to be driving tomorrow."</strong>A part of him felt excited for her.  She was in sort of the same boat as him with a protective older brother that was finally, it seemed, starting to loosen up the reigns on her a bit.  But before she could get a chance to reply, a voice rang out and Trey couldn't help but turn to look.  He immediately recognized Tiny walking around, a lit joint in his hand, offering it to anyone that wanted to take a hit.  Trey knew Tiny because his brother had done business with him a few times and they got along fairly well.  He was a good guy, but Trey was well aware of his background and what he was really here to do.  Still, that was mostly Mark's problem, so he didn't put too much thought into it, especially not tonight.<br/><br/>What he did think about was the joint in the man's hand.  He didn't smoke much, but it was a party and he figured that it could be fun.  So when Tiny made his way over to him, he would accept the joint with a respectful nod before taking a long hit off of it.  It was so fat that it didn't do much damage, but he had filled his lungs and held the smoke in for probably a good fifteen seconds before he would finally let it out his nose, giving him the vague appearance of a dragon snorting smoke.  He couldn't help but let out a few coughs as he did, but before he would hand it back to Tiny, he would actually offer it to Nikki.  He wasn't sure if she smoked or not, but he figured that he could offer it and just see what happened.  If she didn't want it, then it could just go back to Tiny.