-Maya held the phone close to her bubble gum pink lips waiting for Trent's voicemail message to beep and let her know she could leave a message. She was sprawled out across her bed with her head hanging off the side. Blonde curls hung like a golden curtain down to the floor. Her legs were giving tiny kicks at the mattress as she laid there waiting impatiently. When the beep finally did sound she rolled over quickly onto her stomach, propping herself up on her elbow as she left a message.-
"Trent! I know you've been stealing my underwear. I don't care what kind of crazy rock and roll lifestyle you're living that doesn't give you the right to raid my fucking panty drawer before you go on tour! Come home soon Red!"
-As Trent listened to Maya's message he nearly choked on the coffee he was sipping. He'd been out walking around the Garden District and stopped into the Garden District for a cafe au lait before heading home. He had been back from tour for weeks now, since Gellers accident actually but he'd made himself a bit scarce as usual. Trent was a bit on the shy side when not on stage though sometimes the shyness was interpreted as stoic disinterest. Not true. Licking the edge of his cup lid where coffee had spilled he fumbled with his fingers on the touch screen to send Maya a text.-
"I'm already back you underwear obsessed pervert. See ya soon!"
-His pace picked up a bit and he found himself smiling. Trent had enjoyed Maya's friendship. That's all it was, a friendship, even if they sometimes looked like playful idiots with one another. It was just impossible not to enjoy your time with the bubbly profane female. She was someone who had been able to pull him out of his shell.-