longer . he doesn't want to assume this 𝘩𝘢𝘴 to mean anything serious﹑ but ...
〝 aah .. ya didn't have to get me anything﹑ salim . don't got nothin’ to give back to ya .. 〞
the reminder sparks immediate intrigue . right . it's Valentine's day . and salim is here . and has something for him . damn﹑ stay cool﹑ kolchek .
〝 shit . slipped my mind﹑〞 he admits﹑ gaze lingering on the bag for another moment
brows raise a bit under the shadow of his old cap .〝 hey . 〞 a confused glance at the bag ——— 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 has forgotten that it's Valentine's day at all﹑ for a typical lack of celebration . 〝 wha'ddya got there .ᐣ 〞
turned it into some goddamn sci — fi .. shit — show circus . 〞 he's not even sure what he's saying anymore , but moral of the story : 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 .
jason truly can't even imagine . all salim had wanted was to survive the night in the underground temples just like the rest of them ,
and now he's being kept here like some goddamn criminal . if only this could have prevented . if +
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—— collection . every piece of information could be a subject zain would write a paper about . and every collection of numbers seems to rearrange into his birthday .
he’s exhausted .
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overlooks the center courtyard . the space where jason's men used to exercise and train was now filled with white tarps and matching tents . it never fails to put a frown on his face .
〝 look what they done to this place . gone ’n +
https://t.co/PNJtf98lAB realizing that a majority of jason's heart decisions were impulsive ones, most of which were dangerous or cruel decisions, but the one time he uses his heart for something really good is the decision to go save salim, or to give him a chance and wait—