Finally.

After six months of touring around the world, tour is over. Andrew gets to go home, see his family, and just relax.

After landing in Dublin Airport and going through TSA, all Andrew wants to do is go home. He was too tired for all this messing about.

So tired in fact that he doesn’t notice he’s bumped into you, until your boiling hot coffee is spilled all over your shirt.

“Shit! I’m so sorry...I wasn’t looking where I was going.” Andrew says apologetically, frantically searching his pockets for a tissue.