buddy story - section 2

She felt out of place and cautious, but replied. "Yes."

"My name's Danny." He said after looking her over, pondering for a minute. "What's yours?"

"Mary."

They started to drink the coffee a waitress had left on their table, not staying long enough to check if they needed anything else. The conversation started out light; the weather and such. Mary started to open up to Danny. Something about him that made her feel safe and the people around didn't care to listen. They were all too involved in their own troubled lives to care, she realized. She even found herself talking about why she left Seattle.

"Wow." Danny rubbed her shoulder, comforting her. "I'm sorry."

She surprised herself by saying, "I had to get away. Tired of men; all they want is to get into my pants."

"I know how you feel." Danny replied. He had to laugh at her confusion from his response, then explained. "My ex-boyfriend is a cop and he had sex with another cop for reasons I still don't understand."

Mary couldn't help but sneer at 'cop'. She understood now why she felt so comfortable around Danny. He didn't look at her like a piece of meat and he'd never try to get into her pants.. Finding common ground took the conversation to another level and she started to feel better about the move. At least she'd found someone friendly in that cold hearted city.

She looked at the clock, concerned. "I have to go or I'll be late for my first day." She didn't want to go but knew she had to make a living somehow. "Are you busy tomorrow morning?"

It was his turn to be surprised. Danny didn't have to think long. "Not at all. Wanna meet here, same time tomorrow?"

“Sounds great.”



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