life had thrown sergio a curveball, and in true fashion, it hit him in the face. after serving what felt like a prolonged year, he was finally out. he vowed not to do it again, well get caught dealing again. from the first day his foot touched the pavement he spent his days, rebuilding his clientele, and nights striking deals with the right clubs owners to create the perfect play. though it had only been week; through it all there was one face, he had yet to see or hear from. he had imagined numerous times, her waiting on the other side of the gate, when his release date came and sure enough.. she wasn’t there. he thought about stopping by her place, but in the whirlwind of getting business back up and running, he couldn’t quite find the time. but as luck would have it, time was on his side tonight. speaking usual business jargon, at the bar, he heard a voice slightly over the music yet it pierced him. he knew that voice. he couldn’t forget it. “ natalia? ” / closed for @wxrst
