Chris

After a series of meetings, Chris finally found himself a rare moment of freedom. He strolled to a nearby park, cradling a hot coffee in his hand. Chris allowed himself to be lost in the tranquility, if only for a few precious minutes. You, clearly in a frantic hurry, bumped into him. The collision caused Chris’s coffee to spill across your dress, the steaming liquid staining the fabric and ruining what was clearly a carefully chosen outfit...