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too mean, then this happens and everyone tells me I'm too nice. I really think everyone needs to keep their opinions to themselves.
    "What's 'it'?" I ask trying to sound sincere.
    "Leaving." Mat answers then recrosses his legs.
    "So you want to leave but feel torn because everything you have ever known and loved is here?' I ask, proud that I thought I had figured him out.
    "No." He snaps then reaches over and grabs my hand. It's this romantic?
    "Then what?" I ask, confused.
    "You can help me."Mat says as a smile spreads across his face. He now is grasping both of my hands on top of the table.
    "Help you do what?" I asked confused. How can I help him?
    "Leave with me!" He shouts excitedly.
    "We just met." I say pulling back and freeing my hands. I mean really, we met exactly seven minutes ago.
    "I knew you didn't get it!" He screeches, and then breaks down crying. To leave or to stay. What would staying accomplish? I mean I could try to console him but it's so awkward. I'm usually the one who gets left. Oh... what to do. I'm going to go. I get up and leave. What? He scammed me out of a meal, so really he won this round and I'm not sticking around for round two where he drags me into the woods. Yes, I just left my food. Don't worry I'm sure he will eat it. Guys always love eating what they didn't pay for.

Chapter seven
    One man told me his dream was to be a director. He was astonishingly good looking. To be honest I felt he could have easily been on the cover of Gossip Magazine. His face was so symmetrical and his bangs looked like they were styled by the gods. After all, he did have a bad boy air to him, a constant 5 o'clock shadow and sexy sunglasses. I know, I have a problem. No, my problem is I'm not too critical, why does everyone think that having low standers is critical? I like this guy, ok. I'm being nice here. I glance back at him. I always seem especially drawn to short black hair. But not too short mind you, just a little grown out. I see that hair and I think he doesn't care that much about his appearance. It's like my attraction to a five o'clock shadow. As much as I enjoyed his appearance I was more impressed by his dream to be a director. Excited for a man to have a real dream I asked him more about his directing.
    He informed me he made a smashing viral video trailer for a movie he planned to direct. I received the link, it has forty two views, one like (probably from the guy), and two dislikes. Correct me if I'm wrong, but how does this video count as viral. Talk about exaggerating. It also wasn't even a trailer but a crudely directed and shot scene from, I guess, his movie. I did kind of pity the guy, he tried, right? he made a bit of effort, so I decided to cut him some slack . See, I told you I wasn't critical. I asked him how he was going to make this movie and so on. He then gives me his pitch, in which he asks for 2,000 dollars, saying it will be in a theater near me next week (it has not been shot yet and whether or not there is a script was never answered). He informs me his movie can only be made if I wire him the money today. I am, apparently, the only thing standing between him and a block buster. Well, I know a little about movies, not much, but a little. I think it might take more than a week and 2k to make a movie that will be in a theater near me in a week. He disagreed and proceeded to spend the next hour cursing me out and psycho messaging me. I told Sara about my conversation with this man and she burst out laughing.
    '"Forty two views!" She laughs so hard she almost falls off her chair and onto the floor.
    "Well, maybe it will get more." I stand up for random internet guy, who even I know is delusional.
    "But forty two views? I can video take myself taking a poop and I would get thousands of views." She giggles.
    "Come on, Sara. Not everyone can be a star by wearing revealing clothing." I jab at her ego.
    "What is your problem? Are you really standing up for a guy work asked you for two