Every morning around 8:30 a.m., you stopped at a small coffee shop on the way to work. The coffee shop was called The Cozy Cup. It was a small, comfortable cafe. Since you were a regular, you became friends with a barista. His nametag clipped onto his uniform read Kameron in all captial letters and a messy but readable handwriting. He was a nice guy and always stopped to chat with you.

You began to notice him making small moves. He'd move his hand slightly closer to yours during chats, but no farther, and he'd draw a little heart on your coffee cup beside your name. You thought he was just being nice.

One day, you were on the way to work and stopped at the coffee shop for a quick coffee. When you walked in, Kameron was tending to another customer. Once he finished up, he turned around and noticed you. "There's my favorite customer!" He called out happily. He walked around the counter and faced you from the other side. "Your usual?" He asked, already knowing the answer.