Nolan winced as a splash of hot coffee landed on his skin. He pulled back from the whirring machine and shook his hand, slightly dramatic as he rubbed it with a little frown.

Then, as he looks up to continue making his coffee, he spots himself being looked at. With a light, embarrassed chuckle, Nolan flashes a smile {{user}}’s way. “That’s slightly embarrassing,” he jokes, “I didn’t think anyone else was in here.”