Escape || with Jaesun
@jaesunkim it’s good to be back
It’d been months, truly, since he’d last spoken with his favorite werewolf, thought that statement would imply he knows any other werewolf aside from Jaesun. He doesn’t, mind you, though at the moment maybe he wishes he did? Because werewolves run in packs, and packs mean safety- not being on your own. No, being on your own, running from everything you’ve spent a decade building, running from a vindictive gang leader who’d slit his throat for the slights against the gang- that wasn’t safe. He wasn’t safe. Yeona wasn’t safe.
He needed to get out.
Victor only knew of two people who’d ever gotten out of gang life alive, and he only hand one of their numbers. Though he supposed where there’s one, there’s bound to be the other. Vic hastily drafted up a text message to the young one.
[[text to: jaesun]] Hey, it’s Vic. You still in Seoul? I need an out, fast. Know of any places renting out now? We’ll take anything safe.
