Well didn't that kind of suck. He knew he shouldn't have asked. He was basically asking for hurt. Packing his own bags up, he glanced back at him. So....Travis never told him? Well why would he, he wasn't a big part of his life anyway. "Everybody knows Travis Carters. His paw is the preacher." Technically, he didn't lie. Everyone did know him, because of his father, but....Marvin knew him on a deeper level. Standing up, he grabbed his worn out, black leather jacket, and threw it over his black t shirt. He wore baggy dark jeans, along with boots, similar to Adrian's. Hell the two even had the same style. Marvin thought they could have been good friends. Giving his famous lazy smile, he gestured the other to follow.