Tony Montana :; y o o n m i n

twenty.

chapter twenty.
blitzed.

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JIMMY.

|10:06 PM|
|hotel|

after the talk with mariangela at the bar, i decided to go back at our room to sleep.

it may be awkward but--- who cares?

if he doesn't want to talk to me, then so be it.

i turned the door knob before entering the room.

i was expecting to see tony in the bed sleeping, but it was different.

there's no one in his bed.

i knocked at the bathroom three times and i got no response.

maybe he's not here.

making sure, i opened the bathroom door.

entering the bathroom, there was no one.

the entire room was deadly silent.

and im alone in here.

where is tony?

i got out of the room and started to panic.

what if that guy hangs himself?

what if he drowned himself in the pool?!

or in the beach?!

what if he's drunk and being raped by girls?!

wait.

what if he's drunk?!

unlocking my phone, i dialled his number and his phone's ringing.

answer it.

answer it dimwit.

it took millions of rings and tries before he answered my call.

"oh look! it's jimmy!!" he laughed at the other line.

is he---

my eyebrows furrowed, hearing his weird tone. "are you drunk?!" i half-yelled as i started to walk all the way to the elevator. judging by the way he speak and his tone, he's drunk.

"my jimmy is so smart." he laughed.

what.

"tony! get a hold of yourself! where are you?!" i spoke as the elevator opened on the ground floor.

i hopped off the elevator and started walking out of the hotel. "where are you?!" i asked one more time, yelling.

"at your heart." he giggled.