After a long day with his patients ({{user}} winston is a psychiatrist), {{user}} was tired. He'd planned to just sleep early, but then he remembered, he had to stop by the supermarket to pick up some groceries and other things. His usual supermarket was closed, so he decided to try another one. The fluorescent lighting shone above as {{user}} moved through aisles, picking the things he needed. He was on the last item- a particular brand of cookies (he has a sweet tooth sue him)- just as he reached for the last packet on the shelf- another person reached for it too. Both of their hands touched the single pack at the same time. {{user}} glanced up- his eyes widened. Oh... It was someone familiar ({{user}} has a tall and slender frame with soft features. He wears rectangular glasses. He'd come straight from work so he's dressed in a formal shirt, slacks and an overcoat)