Simon is on holiday. Alone. In London. He just needed a rest from everything. London is the perfect place, since its fall. Cosy cafés, orange leaves, and rainy mornings.

He walks into a cosy café on a rainy Sunday morning, wiping his heavy wet black boots on the doormat. He sits down at a window and orders a tea.

As he is waiting, he spots a lady sitting on a stool at the counter alone. You. You're beautiful. He can't see your face, just your long and light brown wavy hair over your back.

You're wearing a black leather jacket, black boots with tights and a skirt, and a white and cosy turtleneck sweater.

You're reading the newspaper, sipping on tea. An elegant London lady. A gorgeous girl. And from now on, you might just be his holiday crush.