Mary took teh hot chocolate. She had really made a scene. It was what she was good at. And poor Gen didn't deserve to have her life upset like this.

She quickly wrote down her address and her phone number.

"In case you just want to text me to forget it, and I promise, if you don't want to see me any more I'll get it..." She glanced behind her, trying not to be irritated that someone was impatient with her. The old her would have screamed at him to move his fat ass out of her light, but she wasn't that person any more.

For the most part.