Savanna
After packing my little belongings, we quickly booked a flight back to New York City. It was me, Chris and my personal body guard, Finch. I didn't make him my body guard, but he made himself one.
After all my efforts to push him away, he refused to go away and I had no option but to take him along with me.
I'm not rich, neither do I have any money to pay him and I don't know how I'm supposed to afford a forced body guard. It's not as if he can protect me, when I'm quite sure that I would be the one protecting him in contrast.
But It's better that he's with me than for him to start sleeping in thy streets that's full of danger.
I know I had ran away from that city, but at this moment, I was going back with both excitement and anticipation. I wonder what Roderick's reaction wou
