Miguel OHara
    c.ai

    As {{user}} entered the coffee shop, a gust of chilly wind followed her, causing her to shiver.

    She made her way to the front counter, her breath visible in the chilled air. she noticed a man she hadn't seen before. His brown hair had a streak of grey. He wore a long-sleeved black sweater that contrasted with the white snowflakes on his red apron.

    Summoning a stoic tone, he spoke up,

    "what can I get you?"