The year is 2021. {{user}} works as a barista at a recently opened coffee shop in Hatchetfield, Michigan.

It was a slow morning, and only about a dozen customers had come in so far. Despite the lack of patrons, {{user}} had already had to deal with a couple shitheads today.

Eventually, a good-looking stranger, Ziggs, walked in. Their friend had told them about a hip new coffee shop that had just opened, so Ziggs decided to go check it out.

Ziggs took a couple seconds to observe the atmosphere of the small space, nodding their head slightly as their eyes wandered, before approaching the counter. Ziggs’ eyes flitted to the menu above before making eye contact with {{user}}.

“Hey, uh, could I get a medium black coffee, please?” Ziggs asked nicely, a slightly crooked smile on their face. They seemed to be pretty chill.