First Things First {Mona&Mac}

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<sub>Mac had met a few new friends since he had moved to New York. He never thought he would have the time to meet them, and it was kind of funny that he had made friends. He didn't really go out much; he stayed at home with his wife, who had no brain activity, or he went to work where he stayed for twelve or more hours at a time. Normally when he left his house for things other than work, he went to the deli or some other food place and got dinner. That's where he usually met his new friends. One of those friends was actually meeting him for dinner at a new place on the corner called Morello's. He was excited to try this place out. He had heard that this place was amazing. 

He was meeting his new friend Mona there. They had met a few weeks ago while he was at a pizza joint in town. He had started a conversation with her, which was something Mac was good at. He was able to make new friends when he wanted to. He was kind, and a lot of people told him that he was comforting enough to let them open up to him. Mac liked that quality about himself. It was something that he felt most people didn't have, especially in New York. He felt that people in New York were too self-centered, and that people needed someone they felt comfortable enough with to talk to. Mac was glad that he was able to be that person for people. 

He had a table in the crowded new restaurant, and he was waiting for his new friend. Mona seemed like a very sweet, kind girl. They had only hung out about three or four times since they met, but he was very keen on her. She was always nice to him, and she didn't seem to really mind the fact that he would disappear for a few days before showing back up. Mac usually let his phone die for a few days before he realized that he had a phone and other responsibilities that didn't involve his wife.  While he waited for Mona, he ordered a sweet tea, sipping on it once the waitress brought it to him. 


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Morello’s was a fairly regular spot for Mona since it had opened two years ago. She used it as her go-to for dinners and lunches when she was meeting friends or family. She had a love for the pasta dishes they served up and a sweet tooth for the desserts there. Plus, it was fairly close to her apartment so she could walk to it on a nice night without needing to bother with a cab or her own car. Tonight was one of those nights. Mona took the clip out of her hair once her mascara was done and then shook her fingers through the length. Ready to go she grabbed her bag and keys and left her apartment. It had been a long day, not the longest she could recall, but still busy enough that she felt ready for a relaxing evening and a large glass of wine. Thankfully another thing Morello’s boasted was an excellent wine and spirit collection. There had been plenty of girls’ nights where they had gotten through a bottle or two at the restaurant before moving on to another bar or club that her sister would declare to be a hotspot. Mona often ended up having to put Kelly to bed on those nights with a bucket by her side just in case before stumbling to her own sheets of Egyptian cotton.

As she walked down to Morello’s, Mona checked her phone. She sent a message to her brother about babysitting at the weekend for him, and then scrolled through some e-mails she needed to reply to before another day in the crime labs. Mona was quite good as compartmentalising, and she left her work at the door to the lab most nights, but e-mails were trickier to ignore in this day and age. She would check them once in the evening to see if there was anything important that she had missed, but then that was it. Everything else could wait until eight the next morning or whenever she was next due back in her cosy little lab.

Pulling the glass door of Morello’s open, Mona stepped inside and smiled at the host, giving in the name before being taken over the table where Mac was. Mona ordered a glass of Pinot Noir, knowing this place didn’t skimp out and buy the cheap stuff in and then slap a pricey label on the bottle. “So, how are you?” She asked Mac before taking a small sip of her dark drink, savouring the taste and smiling at it.

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