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Daavid sat down and looked at the woman. Smiling he said, “This seat has the best view,” and pointed towards the park some distance away. Three streets joined up right in front of the pub forming an inverted ‘T’ if seen from inside the pub. The park was situated about two hundred meters on the street directly coming towards the entrance.

Daavid wasn’t lying. The view of the park from the other seats was blocked by trees, people, a lamp post, a post box, and a bus stand. Looking at parks and green landscapes reminded him of the time in Munich when spent four cold nights in a park to build up stamina. The plan had failed but it was certainly a nice experience.

Daavid noticed the woman looking at someone behind him. He poured some of the beer in his glass and pushed the jug in the direction of the woman who sat across him. “Please help yourself. I cannot drink this much,” he said.

Regardless of anything, she was now his new experiment. So he started thinking about his approach.

What kind of a male figure does she want right now? Father? I aint old enough to be a father figure. A brother? If she wants a brother she will ask me for help without giving too much detail. If she wants a lover, she’ll eagerly listen to me. If she wants a friend, she’ll tell me everything. If she wants a son… She’s too young.

Suddenly Daavid remembered something. She had asked a question. A fucking question! Eventhough he was smiling. His smile didn’t work well on her… What now? He needed more intel on her before he could proceed. Should he choose another target? No way. This would be a nice challenge.

“Please, don’t mind me,” he said when he saw she had closed her book. Just ignore me. He couldn’t waste time here anymore. He’d act like he is interested in whatever she might say and leave in an hour or two. He continued watching people sitting in the park.