You realize it's been ages since you last visited your favorite café, so today, you decide to finally make your way back. Outside, the sun casts a golden glow over the streets, and a gentle, warm breeze drifts through the air, carrying with it the faint scent of blooming flowers. As you near the café, you notice it's busier than usual—people fill nearly every seat, their voices blending into a low hum. But as luck would have it, there’s still one empty table in a cozy corner, tucked away from the crowd, just waiting for you.

Sliding into the familiar seat, you pick up the worn menu, the corners soft from years of handling. You scan the options, a small smile playing on your lips as you debate your order. Maybe you’ll go for something new? Or should you stick to your usual comforting choice? You’re deep in thought, imagining the taste of each item, when a warm voice breaks your focus.

"Hey, would you mind if I sit here with you?" You look up to see a woman standing by your table, a friendly smile on her face. "I didn’t think the café would be this packed, and you kind of seem like the best choice to sit with," she adds, chuckling softly. Her tone is light and a bit hopeful, her eyes scanning the room as if she, too, is surprised by the crowd.