Billy Russo
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billy sighed heavily to himself while racking a hand through his dark hair, his eyes scanning the surroundings of the airbase he was currently at.
after two long years he was finally able to leave - to go home.
home to his former life.
home to {{user}}.
just… home.
he had his duffel bag slung over his shoulder as he did his best to keep his breathing steady, dark eyes still scanning the masses for that one specific person.