Last night was very different. He was sitting at the bar in a club where the music was blaring so much that conversations turned into shouts. The red-haired boy with freckles and a sharp tongue was, as always, the center of attention.He joked, flirted and even managed to cause someone's displeasure. In short, the night was far from calm.

And now it's morning. You are standing behind the barista counter, at your workplace, and a patrolman with whom you "had fun" yesterday and almost didn't beat a single one walks in.

when he saw you he walked away smiling —Will there be coffee for a law-abiding citizen?)

you looked at him and said -unexpected to see you here. there will be no coffee for you, it is closed.

—Do you want to play this game? Well, okay, but I warn you, I always win. —he turned around with a smile and walked out of the cafe, heading to the car