Hearing him speak about going out at night she could understand, if lessons were quite as boring and long winded as she assumed, she would go out at night too. [color=f49ac2]“I’m curious about the night scene, it makes me wonder if I’d have been out at all. Am I a party person?”[/color] Pausing to contemplate the thought before she chuckled, [color=f49ac2]“Or was I [i]boring[/i] and spent my time at home, it would fit with why I don’t recognise much… or just maybe I have done quite the number on myself and really screwed with my head.”[/color] Grinning as they had reached the garage, she recognised the car he had used to pick her up, but she was curious to know what other cars in the garage belonged to him. There was quite the few after all. 

[color=f49ac2]“I can imagine, driving kind of looks free almost. Like you get to go your own route almost… it probably sounds silly.”[/color] Shaking her head in amusement, [color=f49ac2]“I wonder if I learnt how to drive. Is that normal for everyone?”[/color] A puzzled look crossed her face as she began to think on it, trying to remember if she had ever been behind the wheel. It was hard not to smile at him when he was a gentleman and opened the door, saying her thanks as she got inside the car, she made herself comfortable before looking over at him. 

[color=f49ac2]“Living life in the fast lane?”[/color] Grinning as she glanced out of the window, debating on whether to have the windows up or down. The weather looked great so why not take advantage of it? [color=f49ac2]“I say down it’s not every day I get to ride in a fabulous car without getting pulled over.”[/color] Tapping her fingers on her lap along to the beat of the music she couldn’t believe how comfortable she felt with him already, it was strange to think she had only met him a couple of days ago, but they spoke as if they were friends. It was nice to feel this comfortable with him but again it was a bit of a concern for her. 

It was still hard for her to completely enjoy everything because in the back of her mind she was worried, she was concerned for what would happen with her. At the moment she had somewhere to stay, food and a genuine person trying to help her, but this couldn’t be forever. She couldn’t burden him forever and nor did she want too, plus she highly doubted his father would allow her to continue to roam free. Sighing softly to herself as her thoughts swirled on the negatives of not regaining her memories, she hoped that something would spark today. 

[color=f49ac2][i]That’s if I do belong here… surely, I’d have recognised something by now. Noticed even a familiar street or road. Nothing is making full sense.[/i][/color] 

As she focused on the thought of not belonging here her hands began to fiddle with the hems of her sleeves, the uncomfortable feeling rising, and it was hard to ignore. Glancing out of the window in hopes to distract herself she began to ignore the pit feeling in her stomach and instead enjoy the scenery and music for the drive.