"No, you have absolutely no reason to be afraid of me," muttered
Danny Jo.
The sentence was immediately made Naomi chest feels lighter. I wonder
why. Perhaps unwittingly Naomi was expecting this assertion.
Then, before one of them says something, squeak
length of the mark trains will soon be heard, followed by the sound of rumbling trains in
the tunnel.
"Chariots," said Danny short.
While the train stopped in front of them and while waiting for the
passengers got off the train, Naomi thought for a moment, biting her lip.
Finally he turned to Danny and said, "Thank you."
Danny stared back at him with a raised eyebrow. "Hm?"
"Thank you. For all of them, I guess. "Naomi shrugged
awkwardly. "Because the sandwich bought me this afternoon. For helping me
on the stairs earlier. Because drove me here. "
" Hey, that's what friends are for, right? "Danny replied lightly.
Naomi smiled uncertainly, then stepped into the carriage.
Through the window glass carriage, she saw Danny Jo waving a hand
toward him. And the man did not move until the train was already in motion
to leave the station.
Naomi sat back and sighed deeply. Words Danny Jo
had ringing in his ears.
Hey, that's what friends are for, right?
Can he be friends with him? Naoi rubbed his temples and
chin, staring out the train window, staring at the tunnel's
dark.
Men always make Naomi feel anxious and nervous. He never
felt comfortable around men. Never. Well, not exactly
"never". Of course he was not born afraid of men. Only a few
in recent years, since the incident ... that incident, he was never able to look
men in the same way again. Only Chris was the only man
he considered a friend and the only man who did not make him feel
uneasy.
And now there is Danny Jo. Over the last two days Naomi is already
trying to distance themselves from him, did not want to deal with it.
But tonight Danny Jo show that he is different from the initial estimate of
Naomi. The man seemed ... well.
Maybe Danny Jo is different.
But whether you really can make friends with people who can
raise your worst nightmares?
Chapter Six
The next morning Christopher Scott stood in front of the kitchen window and scowled
at the sky overcast outside. He is already familiar with the city's weather
London erratic, but that does not mean he liked it. He takes a sip
of tea, then refocus pancake batter on the table and
sighed. He likes to cook, and he believes the words of his mother since he was
small, that breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Too bad
the two friends of the flat did not believe the same thing. Julie just need a cup
of coffee in the morning and Naomi too busy to eat. If no Chris in
here, the two girls would have been parched as a skeleton.
He looked up when the room door Naomi open and Naomi were wrapped in
robes appeared with a pale face and dark circles around his eyes.
"Why, lass, what yan gterjadi you ? You look like you did not sleep all night, "
Chris said.
" I can not sleep, "murmured Naomi in a hoarse voice as he sat in
one of the three wooden chairs at the dining table and mengangkan both legs up
a chair.
" Wait a minute, "said Chris fast. "I'll pour some tea for you, then you
can tell me."
"The story about what?"
"Do not play dumb, dear," Chris said as he put a cup of tea
steaming in front of Naomi, then sat in front of him. "I've
known you long enough to know that you're no problem. Now you
must tell me while eating. It's pancakes and honey.
I know you like to eat pancakes with honey. "
Naomi smiled a little when Chris pushed a plate of pancakes warm to
him. "You sound like my mother," she murmured softly.
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