[x][x] § Richard ‘Richie’ Gecko Imagine §
He calmly walking into the motel, making sure you weren’t bleeding from somewhere after the hasty chase. Richie did notice that you were pretty shaken up by what had just happened, he thought that being on the road with them would have made this type of experience a little more numb. Maybe givign you some space would help.
Sitting down on the bed, he lazily turned the TV on. Even with the sound on, he could hear your ragged breathing, he felt guilty. Leaning to the side, his pupils peered at you through the doorway. Both your gazes locked together and he patted the seat beside him.
“Come, let me help you get your minds off of things.”
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