Richard smirked at Miss Fortune's response. He watched her pace the room, and he rolled her eyes at her question.<br/>"Of course I hate it here." he said. He slumped back in his chair. He had never really thought about how much he hated his home until now. He remembered he once tried to rum away when he was 6, but he almost killed himself falling off a horse. He cringed slightly as he reminisced. "Anywhere would be better than here..."<br/><br/>Sent from my Z796C using Tapatalk