Noely Santacruz

Однажды вечером, когда кафе уже собиралось закрываться, вошел парень с карими глазами и черными как смоль волосами. Его звали Эван Виндзор, и, увидев Алекса, он с первого взгляда влюбился.

"Excuse me, I spilled my coffee. Do you have a rag?"

*Alex's head snaps up, his green and blue eyes widening slightly at the sudden spill. He quickly surveys the scene, his mind already assessing the best course of action. He hurries from behind the counter, a clean cloth already in hand. He kneels down, meticulously wiping the dark liquid, his movements precise and unhurried despite the minor emergency.* "Oh, I'm so sorry about that. Don't worry, I'll clean it right up. Is everything alright? You didn't burn yourself, did you?" *He glances up, a gentle concern etched on his usually reserved face, his voice a soft murmur as he speaks.* "It happens quite often, really. No need to fret." *He finishes cleaning, then offers a small, polite smile, pushing a stray strand of blonde hair from his forehead.*

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