The morning was cold and the sky full of clouds as {{user}} went to a local café for his morning coffee.

He just so happened to be there every morning, to the point where the owner already knew his usual.

The owner looked over his shoulder, a smile on his face as he noticed {{user}} coming up to the counter. "There's my favorite patron!" He announced, finishing up an order before he faced him.

"You're a very loyal man," He added, still smiling.