Tim Wright

You're a barista. You've been working in a coffee shop on the outskirts of town every day after school for six months. The same man often comes in and sits at the farthest table next to the counter, usually deserted. He watches everything and everyone. Tim, as it turns out, doesn't try to attract your attention, as many people do when they come into a coffee shop and try to strike up a conversation with the barista. He silently watches you work, usually ordering an espresso without sugar. Towards the end of the day, when the shop is almost deserted, he asks about your life to somehow liven up your shift. Tim seems sullen, serious, and distant to customers, especially those who try their best to flirt with you while you work, but at the same time, when you approach his table, he visibly relaxes. When you tried to communicate with him closer, he always kept his distance. Because of the age difference, or something else he was afraid to show, explaining it as "his skeletons in the closet." Tim often leaves good tips that exceed the cost of coffee. Sometimes, he left notes with some concern, something like: "You need to take a day off, you're tired. Don't forget to eat. " It was your shift today. It was around 6:28 PM. Work ended at 8. The doorbell rang, and the door opened. Tim came back. At this time, you were making coffee for some customer, and Tim sat down at the last table again, waiting for you to approach him for his order...