Tell us some stories about the family trailer.
Well its in a place called Mineral, Virginia, population 600 or so. I went there once with Shmorky to meet his parents and brothers. The trailer isn't in a town or trailer park it's just...in the woods. Deep in these dark, thick woods down an unpaved trail with no civilization for miles and miles. It was so dark there at night you couldn't see the hands in front of your face. That's the trailer Shmork grew up in. He never shut up how much privilege I had compared to him because he grew up in a trailer and no one gives a fuck about trans people in trailers and on and on and on. His family was...off. Very off. His mother is a short, trollish looking woman with red hair and a very shrill voice. His father was an old diabetic, wheelchair bound man who just mumbled unintelligibly...like not even making real sentences, he would just say things lie "fish fly high while the bumblebees cry" at random. I don't think he had dementia I think he was just really high all the time. I remember the trailer visit was when I found out that Shmorky had been lying about his age to me for a year. The weird thing was on the wall of the room Shmork and I slept in there were 3 children's drawings of grave stones, one with Shmorky's name (David Kelly) and his brothers Chris and Lance. The grave stones had the year each were born to the year 2001, that's how I found out Shmork was 35 years old as opposed to 32 years old. Why he felt the need to lie about such an insignificant number of years I'll never understand. The trailer was kept the same way Shmorky likes to keep house: A hoarder's paradise. Stuff everywhere, chochkis, kitty litter, piles of newspaper, old videos, all just thrown about. The bathroom was so dirty you couldn't have paid me to take a shower in there. Interestingly enough, Shmork's parents were the Christian conservative type, and they still called him David. But yeah, that's where Shmork's living now. The serial killer setting suits his attitude well.