Cafe

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"thanks for meeting me here"
*takes a bite of her bagel*

"you're my patient. i'll come whenever you need me. what seems to be bothering you? why aren't you in school, first and foremost?"

"my father knows i'm not in school, but that's not the reason i asked to see you"

*takes sip of coffee*
"i'm listening"

*looks around cafe*

*whispers*
"i was in the park last night waiting to meet someone. instead, some creepy guy showed up telling me-"

"stop"

"but i-"

"no prudence"
*looks around*
"whatever you were told i'm pretty sure you're not suppose to tell me, correct?"

"how did you know?"

*folds hands*
"well it's pretty obvious. you seem scared and you're looking around the cafe to see if anyone is following you or looking at you"

"yeah, but you're the only one i trust. i don't know what to do"

"just do what you think is the right thing to do. i wish i could give you more advice, but this is your journey not mine"

*frowns*
"i guess you're right"

"and next time, don't skip school. i'm still seeing you this afternoon?"

"sure"

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