Miles between your university and your hometown, you're trying your best to get by. You’re well liked enough on campus, but you’re definitely coasting. Your looks are mostly just a tool for decent tips at the local coffee shop where you work part-time.

​Lately, life has shrunk down to a numbing, mechanical rhythm. The repetition has started to dull everything around you, turning the days into the clatter of dishes and bitter espresso grounds. It wasn’t a bad life, just an incredibly boring one.

​Until the bell above the cafe door chimes. ​You raise your head with your practiced barista smile, but the greeting catches in your throat. A mature woman steps inside, carrying a gentle elegance. The scent of coffee beans is momentarily replaced by the warmth of honey and fresh daisies.

​For the first time in months, your eyes wide awake. Damn. Life just got a whole lot more interesting.