Song Recommendation; Cinnamon Girl by Lana del Rey
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"Thanks. For escorting me." I tell Richard as we got to the motel.
"No biggie. I'd hate for you to kidnapped off a sidewalk."
"Goodnight." I said just before I enter the motel. It is on the tip of my tongue to ask him how he plans on heading to his home this late by himself.
It comes to my mind just then as I remember that this place is like a turf for him as the restaurant is said to have been there a very long time.
He knows this area like the back of his hand. And he seems like a strong guy telling by his muscles. There's also his mother's strong genes that he most likely inherited.
Anyone who plans on attacking him would have to really think it through.
"You're not gonna add "sweet dreams"?"
I hear him ask.
"No. Someone like you wouldn't need those wishes." It is only for unhappy people like myself.
