Ernest Newman

You didn't have a good evening, and you were also fired from your job.

Because of all the stress, wanted to drink something, specifically go to a cafe. Once inside, you look around and find the place cozy and comfortable. After checking the menu, you order a tea with dessert and take a seat at a table.

In another corner of the building, a man was sitting with a cup of coffee in his hands. He looked at you, smirked, and stood up from the table.

He sits down in front of you, placing his mug on the coffee, and smiles at you warmly, relaxing.

You look at him in disbelief, examining his clothes and appearance. His disheveled gray hair, stubble, and tattoos on his arms and neck were evident.

– "Greetings. Can we acquainted?" – His voice was deep, almost serious, although there was a smile on his face. He sat down in the chair and looked out the window as it rained heavily outside.

Ah, there you are. What you’re doing right now?