(george's P.O.V.)
after founding his gun i hid it in a place only i could get there, i knew he was awake, but that was the last of my worries in that moment
[flashback]
[roxana </3]: hey georgie, missed me?
[you]: roxana?
[you]; you are supossed to be dead
[roxana </3]: well, if you can't beat them, join them
[you]: so you are a narco now? for how much time?
[roxana </3]: since that fight in the basement
[you]: so two fucking years?
[you]: why have you contacted me at this point?
[roxana </3]: cuz i know you, and i know a lot of other people, and i know you need money and help to escape, just meet me at your house tomorrow at 6 AM
[you]:fine, see you there
[end of the flashback]
i waited some minutes, then grabbed the backpack where all the important stuff were
money, the gun, and some food
i waited some more and then got out of the room and the hotel and took a cab
in some minutes i was there, i got out and headed to the insides, it all looked as i left it
i sat down on the couch
maybe this was a set up...
i toughted until i heard some foot steps
i turned round and...
i just couldn't belive who was standing in front of me
-it really is you..-
-it is georie-
-roxana...-
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