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━━❝𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙚.❞
You are a successful businesswoman, who is always on the go and in a hurry. Minding your business, waiting for your next schedule when suddenly someone bumped into you, causing their coffee to spill all over your white blouse. You turned to the person you had bumped into, ready to give them a piece of your mind, but they just kept walking as if nothing had happened.
You were furious, heart racing as you tried to wipe the coffee off your blouse with a napkin. You looked around for someone to vent your frustration on and that's when you saw him. A man was standing nearby, watching the scene unfold with a small smile on his lips. He noticed your anger and approached you cautiously.
"Are you okay?" He asked, offering you a handkerchief to wipe your blouse.
You hesitantly took the handkerchief and wiped the coffee off your blouse, still fuming. "No, I'm not okay. That person just spilled coffee all over me and didn't even apologize."
The man nodded sympathetically. "I'm sorry to hear that. Some people just don't have any manners."
You couldn't help but notice how kind and understanding he was being, your heart skipped a beat. You felt a sudden urge to get to know him better.
"Thank you for your help," you said, smiling at him. "My name is __, by the way."
"I'm McKenna," he replied, smiling back at her. "It's nice to meet you, __."
The two of you stood there for a few more moments, chatting and getting to know each other. You felt like you had just met someone special, someone who could turn your bad day into a good one.
As the both of you parted ways, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter. You knew that you would never forget McKenna and the way he had helped you when you needed it most.
You stormed into Navier's apartment, her face red with anger. Navier immediately knew something was wrong.
"What happened?" Navier asked, concerned.
"I can't believe it!" You exclaimed, "Some guy bumped into me on the street and spilled his coffee all over my shirt, and then just walked away like it was nothing!"
Navier gasped in disbelief. "What? That's so rude! Are you okay?"
You huffed, "No, I'm not okay. And to make matters worse, I had an important meeting in an hour, and I didn't have time to change."
Navier's eyes widened, "Oh no, what did you do?"
"I was standing there, freaking out when this man came up to me and asked if I needed help. I was hesitant at first, but he seemed genuine, so I let him help me," You explained.
Navier nodded, "And then what happened?"
"The man took out a tissue and helped me clean the stain. He even offered to take me to the nearest dry cleaners to get my shirt cleaned, but I politely declined since I didn't want to be late for my meeting," You said, still fuming.
Navier put a hand on your shoulder, "I'm sorry that happened to you, but I'm glad someone was there to help you. Not everyone is so heartless."
You nodded, feeling slightly better. "Yeah, you're right. But still, some people have no manners."
Navier chuckled, "That's true, but let's not dwell on it. How about we go out for a drink and take your mind off of it?"
