you stepped into the pub, your bag slung over your shoulder as you scanned the almost empty pub, finding ravi.

ravi stood behind the bar, mixing two drinks when he lifted his head, eyes landing on you in the doorway.

a wide smile immediately grew across his lips, contagiously spreading to yours.

you stepped down the stairs and into the pub with that smile, walking across the floor to ravi.

“ravi singh,” you said with a small exhale, “you are a sight for sore eyes.”

ravi snickered, finishing up the drinks. topping one of them with a small slice of a nectarine.

“for you, my dear {{user}},” ravi passed the drink over to you.