The first plan is to look at Silas in the land of Romania but things got escalated quickly when I first took the plane and ended up having a detour to Vegas.
And here I am, leaning to the glass of the window of the hotel room that I am occupying, admiring the city lights and the alive aura of the whole town. Drinking, I have been drinking while thinking about life.
Supposedly, the plane will take me to Romania and do my quest there to find my brother, but there is something in my mind that had me going here in Vegas, something inside keeps me hopping to every club in every country and get wasted.
How troublesome. For the world to suddenly give me too much trouble in just a span of a month.
“ Looking for someone?”
His voice is too deep but his physique only reminds me of someone, someone that I should avoid for the sake of my sanity.