Banter? I just met her...
I was walking home from my girlfriends' house on Sunday afternoon, after the best weekend ever, and I get a block from my house and a man approaches me. He mumbles something about money. I tell him no thanks, thinking he is trying to sell me a dime bag or something so I proceed to cross the crosswalk. I notice he is putting on black gloves and he motions and says something to the effect of "Yeah, him." I look over, almost through the crosswalk, and notice a second man walking towards me also putting on black gloves. As I hit the sidewalk, they are both right behind me, on either side. "Give me your fucking money." One says. I begin to walk faster, "I don't have any." I can see my door half a block away. I am scared. Really scared. "How can they be doing this here, and in the middle of the day, this bright and sunny day?" I ask myself. I was ready to protect myself, but really didn't want to. About that time a door opened right in front of me and three older ladies walked out of the church laughing and giggling in their Sunday best. "Hello ladies!" I shout as I put my arm around the church goers. They looked at me like I was crazy. I stood right next to them and chatted until the two men turned away. They walked down the block as I complimented the ladies on their dresses and the beautiful weather. The men backed off and I walked to my house quickly and locked the doors.
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