Jave proceeds to pick his luggage back up, leaving whatever cocaine was left on the table.
"Aaaaah screwww you.... I'm going to the damn mansion, maby I can get some ****in' room service and privacy there...."
Jave dragged his stuff, walking with horrible balance, to the plane. He dragged his luggage up the stairs without care, and then threw them on a random seat, sitting next to his stuff, then falling asleep. He had his key in his pocket, along with his map.
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sup guiz lol
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