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-𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓-

A month after the charity event and it was back to finding Juan, Hanna, and Bruno, but it seems like they weren't getting anyway.

Instead of torturing everyone, Xerxes let them go to do what they pleased.

"You think you could come to Berlin or I could come there? I really would like to see you," Oriah said as they were on facetime.

"You probably would have to come to Cologne because everyone really has a tight leash on me now since what happened a couple of weeks ago."

"Damn, you're right. I could make the drive to Cologne. It's no problem. I'd book a hotel, and we just watch a movie or something."

"I would like that, Oriah. But I'm gonna have to give you a list of hotels, so you don't pick any of ours. I'll already be driving a marked car, so they'll be able to find me, just not the hotel room number." Peyton said as she took off her beanie.

"Okay, and I love your hair Pey. It's growing back."

"Yeah, and I love it. This time I'm gonna take more care of it since I didn't really do it the first time," She said with a smile.

"Ou tèlman bèl," (You're so beautiful) Oriah said, making Peyton blush.

For the past month, Oriah had gotten more comfortable calling Peyton pet names, and she always complimented her daily.

Peyton wasn't looking for a relationship and all, but the compliments were nice.

"Mèsi," (Thank You.) Peyton smiled.

"Byenveni ti bebe,"(Welcome baby). She replied, making her smile harder.

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"AW HELL NAW SOMEBODY BOUT TO FUCKING DIE! WHERE MY WEED?!" Jamon yelled, coming out his room into the living room, where the crew was.

"What? Don't nobody steal or want that weak ass weed," RJ waved him off.

"Well, obviously somebody did unless they would never stole my shit. This is my weed jar I keep in my room, and it was half-filled yesterday. And now it's all gone. Somebody betta start talking, or I'm shooting," He said, holding up his gun.

"Shut yo pussy ass up. You ain't gon so shit. Just ask my Dad to get you some more," Elijah said, making him glare.

"Fuck you, Eli. Your ass probably took it," Jamon said, leaving to go back to his room.

"I would I steal his shit when my Dad fucking grows it?" Elijah asked, shaking his head making RJ laugh.

"What the hell was he yelling for?" Caleb asked, coming in.

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