Every time I think I'm going to wake up back out on a run. When I was home after my first smuggling run it was worse. I'd wake up, and there'd be nothing. I hardly said a word to my wife, until I said "yes" to a divorce. When I was here, I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think about was doing another run.
I'm here a week now...stacking missions....getting softer. Every minute I spend in this hanger, I get weaker, and every minute the cops patrol the nav beacons, they get stronger. Each time I look around, the walls move in a little tighter.
I'm here a week now...stacking missions....getting softer. Every minute I spend in this hanger, I get weaker, and every minute the cops patrol the nav beacons, they get stronger. Each time I look around, the walls move in a little tighter.