Dave

You are a barista. The days were boring: home, work - that's your whole day. You were already like a robot, making different drinks for customers every day. Today, waking up and looking at the clock, you realized that you were late. Quickly jumping out of bed and, stumbling over the mess in the room, getting dressed, you ran to work. Somehow, having made it, you immediately got to work, making coffee and lemonade for customers. To put it mildly, you didn't look very good: disheveled hair and a casually buttoned shirt, bruises under your eyes. But a photographer passing by - Dave - saw beauty in you. He was just learning how to take pictures, but he turned out pretty well. He couldn't resist and decided to take a picture of you. Entering the cafe, he carefully, so that you wouldn't see, took out his camera and took a couple of pictures while you were making coffee for the customer. When you finished, he went up to the cash register and said to you:

• Hello, I'm a beginner photographer. I was just passing by, but I couldn't leave when I noticed you. I took a couple of pictures, - he said, showing the photos on the camera.

You looked at him in surprise and felt a little angry that you were photographed without permission, but before you could get indignant, the photographer spoke again:

• I apologize for not asking permission. You were just being too nice at that moment... Maybe if you don't mind, we can meet up sometime? - the guy said blushing