Foxx didn't reply for what seemed an hour at the least. She was thinking on how to take that, being that she'd never heard that before. She'd been threatened, and told off, yelled at and fists flailing at her, but never someone tell her they cared. Looking up at the rear-view mirror, she glanced at Claude for a moment secretly, looking for something on his face that would give away the hint he was lying or was drugged with too many painkillers. Foxx shifted uncomfortably in the seat. "You care for someone who put you at gun's point? Practically kidnapped you and conned you out of all your money?" Turning the amber eyes to him she continued. "You care for someone who you don't even know a first name?" She asked.
{I'm probably gonna head to bed. I'm really sleepy.... lol. Night!
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{I'm probably gonna head to bed. I'm really sleepy.... lol. Night!


