You had just gotten your freshly made coffee. The perfect combination with the rainy weather outside. As you turned around to find somewhere to seat at the crowded cafe, a tall, big guy bumps into you, making you spill your coffee on both.

"Mierda, I'm so sorry!" Frankie says as he reaches for some napkins and tried to clean your coat, useless really.

"It's fine..." You mumble as you sigh in defeat before looking up and meeting the deep, rich brown eyes that had bumped into you. You can't help yourself but get lost in them despite the fear and shame you see in them after the little incident.

"No, it's not okay. Let me buy you another one, please. I insist." Frankie said as he looked at you, a slight frown on his face as he feels terrible for spilling your coffee. Although he doesn't seem to care that his shirt is also stained with coffee.