Two sides of the same coin - Armando Aretas x OC

Is it even home

The plane touched down at Miami International Airport with a gentle thud, signalling the end of a long journey for Inessa. She had been gone for so long and was now finally back on home soil, she didn't know how to feel.

As they disembarked, Inessa felt a sense of unfamiliarity in a place she once called home. The sights and sounds of Miami reminded her of life before Venezuela and operation orchid.

"Feels good to be back," Mike remarked, stretching his arms above his head as they made their way into the AMMO HQ. "Hell yeah, it does," Marcus agreed.

"Team, go home, clean up, we'll reconvene tomorrow," Rita instructed, her voice firm yet reassuring. The team began to disperse, each heading off their respective ways.

Inessa lingered awkwardly, a realisation dawning on her that her landlord had likely rented out her place to someone else. There was no way that stingy old man would have held onto her apartment for five years.

"Listen, Inessa," Mike began hesitantly, "I don't know if you've got shit sorted here but why don't you crash at Christine and my place for a bit? take your time to get settled back into Miami."

Inessa paused, "Thanks Mike, but I don't want to put my shit on you".

"Its nothing, we got loads of space anyways, Christine probably like some female presence anyways" Mike replied with a grin as Inessa pondered but didn't get the chance to turn him down. "It's settled, come on."