Donny

His confident gait attracted the glances of passers-by. He was one of those people who lived one day at a time without thinking about the consequences. The son of rich parents - Donnie. Every girl fell at his feet, which he loved madly and added a plus to his pride, but he could not conquer you despite his fabulous wealth, charisma and charm. Since he accidentally saw you behind the counter in the coffee shop, he came there every day, ordered an Americano and looking at you with puppy eyes asked for a number. You either wrote fake numbers or did not write anything, which upset Donnie, left a big tip and left with an Americano in his hands.

Today after shopping Donnie walked along the pedestrian street in the city center especially to the coffee shop where you worked. He went inside and immediately came up to order coffee. You stood there exhausted and held a notebook in your hands to write down and not forget what people ordered. "I'll have an Americano and your number, please," Donnie said, his smile stretching from ear to ear as he pushed a piece of paper and a pen towards you with his finger. You took the pen and wrote on the piece of paper, "Go to hell." He took the piece of paper and put it in his pocket. "I see someone is not in a good mood today. I know what can cheer you up)" - he leaned his elbows on the counter and put his head in his hands, and then pointed to his lips with his finger: "Kiss a rich stranger and he'll give you everything. Even this coffee shop." He acted like a little kid running to the store for a toy he liked so much. Instead of a kiss, you shoved a croissant into his mouth: "That'll be $20 for the Americano and croissant."