IwassoworriedaboutRichardthatIthoughtIwouldn'tbeabletosleeptonight,butinfact,whenmyheadwasonthepillow,myconsciousnesswasasifsomeonehadturnedoffthelights,whichcouldbeduetothefatigueofthejourneyandthetroubleofbeingsuckedbyKeith.SoIdon'thavethestrengthtoworryaboutanyone.
ThenexteveningIsentKeithtogetsomethingtoeat,buthedidnotgo,claimingthathewasworriedabouttheprince,andthathehadnotbeeninRichard'sroomsincemorning,soIwasnotinterested,andtherewasnoproblemgoingalone.
Ichosetobuyburgersatfastfoodrestaurants,snacksatthesupermarket,andthenwentbacktomyroombecauseIwassuddenlyworriedaboutRichard.Iwon'tshowupsoearly.IthinkIwillbesuckedawaybythatlecherousprince.
Worriedthatmyfriendwoulddieintheapartment,RichardraisedhishandandknockedafewtimesbeforeIcametotheroom.
"Richard"calledhimincasehecouldn'thear.
ButtherewasnoresponseandIhadtoknockonthedoor.
"Richard...Richard..."
Quiet...Keepquiet,it'snotdry.