It was just going to be another fight. It was just going to be another fight.
Mary tried to keep repeating that to herself as she worked mechanically and without really realizing what she was doing.
She took orders and handed them to the cook, taking payment and pocketing tips. Her mind just couldn't focus on her work.
It was just going to be another fight. It was just going to be another fight.
When she saw that John was sitting at the same table, sans book this time, she froze but when he looked up and saw her he smiled at her and she came to him.
"I was hoping that you were going to work today." John said with a smile. "I'm going to leave tonight to get my parents."
Mary blinked at that, reaching out to grip at the empty chair next to him. "You're...leaving?"
"I'll be back tomorrow night." John assured her. "I'm not going to deny you your fight."
Mary breathed out slowly, forcing herself to let go of the chair. "Good." was all she managed to get out.
"My parents were rather against my trying to become pack leader." he told her. "But considering its the last fight they want to see it."
It was just going to be another fight. It was just going to be another fight.
Mary managed a nod and looked away. "You want to order something?" she asked wanting to get away from this and catch a breath of air.
John seemed to hesitate for a moment before he spoke. "After the fight, I have a bit of a question to ask you." he said slowly. "Regardless of how the fight turns out, you win or I win, will you go out with my for coffee?"
Mary blinked at that, trying desperately to push down whatever pleasurable feelings that request sent through her. "What?"
"I like you." John said softly. "I really like you and I'm really in awe of you, with all of this. And I want to get to know you more."
It was just going to be another fight. It was just going to be another fight.
Mary breathed out slowly and looked away from him, almost wishing that another customer would call her to their table. "This isn't proper."
John shrugged. "Times are changing." he said. "We don't need to follow anyones rules but our own." he smiled once more. "You especially don't seem like you follow the rules."
Mary flushed at that and fidgeted slightly in place. "I...I'll think about it."
John smiled once more, reaching towards her for a moment before he hesitated and just loosely took his hand in hers and kissed the back of it lightly.
"Then I hope you say yes." John said softly, letting go of her hand and putting some money on the table. "See you this weekend."
She watched him leave, gripping her notebook tightly before she collected the check.
It was just going to be another fight. It was just going to be another fight.
This wasn't just another fight.
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