~CHAPTER 38~
We trudged through the city streets, for what felt like hours. The sidewalks were now crowded, with people rushing to and fro, their faces a blur.
Frank, still dead weight between us, hadn't stirred once, his snores was the only timing reassuring, indicating us he was still in the living world.
Aria had told me, with a sheepish smile, that Frank was a heavy sleeper, and that he wouldn't even notice if she left him at the alley. "I've left him countless times before. But today, I need him home." she'd said to me when I asked her was this normal.
Finally, Aria stopped in front of a small apartment building. The building facade was a mess of crumbling brick.
The building looked like it was holding on to its last shred of life.
Aria nodded at a group of men huddled in the corner, their rugged faces illuminated only by the faint glow of a single overhead light.They were engaged in a heated game of cards, only nodding back at her slightly.
