Keara's face fell a little, but she gave a small nod and smile to him. "Yeah, no worries. I'm sorry to keep you so late. But thank you for helping me out.' She did reach out to grab a pen and wrote her name and number on the back of one of his cards and hand it over to him.
"The offer for coffee is always open though,even if it's completely friendly." Friends were better than nothing.
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