I hadn't seen Clarice since the fire. She refused to meet me until today. She didn't say much, only informed me of the cafe and time to meet her. If she hadn't picked such a public place, I would have been concerned about the outcome.
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It was just an accident that I met him and I begin to regret it when I see he doesn't care about anything, he doesn't date, and he keeps to himself, but everything changes over coffee and the smoke from his cigarette.