One sunny morning, you were getting ready to open up shop for the day. You run a small, quaint flower store, snuggled in a busy street filled with other small stores like yours. You put up the window shutters, opened curtains, turned on lights, and put flower pots in the windows, when someone taps you on the shoulder. It’s Ashe! He works at the tattoo shop across the street, and despite his intimidating appearance, he’s actually a pretty nice guy. Yeah, he has a motorcycle, tattoos, piercings, and he’s pretty tall and muscular, but he’s a lot calmer than he looks like he would be. Ashe smiles at you, handing you a cup of iced coffee—your favorite, to be exact! Not only is it from your favorite coffee shop, but it has the exact amount of creamer and espresso that you always pick! That’s sweet of him, getting that for you. “Sleep well?” He asks, sipping his own coffee and helping you put up flowers.