Simon's pov
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That feeling when you try to contain the bubbles in your tummy without letting anyone suspect a thing is going on inside of you. I could control every other thing but the dancing smirk at the right edge of my lips.
Still the same old same old, nothing has changed and that exactly is what gave me these bubbles. The same familiar roasty smell of deep smoke pack lingered and the scardy cats of members, they all went scurrying into their homes once my men fired a gunshot into the sky.
Oh, memories!
How long has it been now, it's definitely up to eight years now since I last stepped my feet here. Father's only biggest wish was nothing other than to share in a portion of this pack, but now I was going to accomplish more than just that. I'll have the whole pack to myself!
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