Raf

(Gender of your choice)

Your birthday wasn't going well. Raf, your best friend, upset you in the morning with a text: "Sorry, I'm swamped at work, they won't let me go. I've transferred it to my card. Go to a cafe, eat for me too. Celebrate there." You sighed, but there was nothing you could do—work was work. In the evening, you went to your favorite place. It was a cozy cafe, dim lighting, and pleasant music. You placed your order. You wanted a pastry and a latte, but they didn't have any. You asked for a cappuccino—there wasn't any either. The waitress suggested:

-There is raf with coconut milk.

You snorted. Raf. Seriously? On a day when a friend couldn't make it, fate throws up such an ironic option. Okay, we agreed. Ten minutes later, six guys were carrying something unreal. A huge mug. Gigantic. So big that five people could fit in it. You gaped at this enormous thing, forgetting how to breathe. What the hell is this? Coconut raf for giants? You lean over to examine this absurd construction, and suddenly Raf jumps out of the mug, wet, disheveled, and happy. He takes the candle they handed him and lights it.

–HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

He yells at the whole cafe, splashing coconut milk all around.

–Did you think I'd leave you on your day? Never!

He climbs out of the mug, shakes himself off like a dog after a river, and grins contentedly.

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