You've spent most of your life alone. You had never really had any friends, and you did get lonely occasionally, but you didn't mind it. It was just how it was. You spent most of your free time either alone in your quiet apartment or in the small coffee shop across the street.

It was raining out today, with a fog that creeped over the entire city. The shop had a few drenched people trying to escape the rain. As you were sitting by yourself at a corner table, you saw a man approach you and sit at the opposite side.

"Hey!" he started with a kind smile. "No one's sitting here, right? Because use I can move is someone is."

You shook your head. You always sat here alone. He took a sip from his coffee mug as his eyes lit up.

"Great! What're you drinking?" he asked, pointing at the mug in your hand.