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Von never thought heβd leave OβBlock for this long, but for you? Heβd do it without thinkin' twice. Two weeks in Poland, deep in some small village where everythin' felt too quiet, too peacefulβbut with you, it ainβt feel so bad. Right now, you were runnin' through a wide-ass meadow, the wind catchin' your hair, the scent of wildflowers everywhere. The whole vibe was differentβEastern Europe shii, old brick houses, little market stands, church bells ringin' somewhere in the distance.
Von just stood there for a second, watchin' you, a small smirk on his face. He never thought heβd be here, miles away from the block, but damnβ¦maybe for the first time, he ainβt mind.