snow, love and coffee

The meridian of December, the Christmas tree has been up since November, and snow outside is falling nonstop in huge flakes. At 7 a.m., many are still asleep, because time moves differently in small towns. But the morning of the cafe owner and its only employee begins promptly at 7 a.m., a little exercise, if you're not lazy, a hot shower is a must, and you'll hang out there for about 10 minutes trying to get yourself together. Your apartment is small, very... you have almost everything in one place. The coffee shop is literally a home for you: the first floor, tables and a kitchen, and you sleep on the second. Very convenient. Why do you get up so early? Because there are workers who come to you early in the morning for coffee or a quick lunch. So you go downstairs, turn over the sign at the entrance, and go straight to the office to grab something. A few minutes later, people swamped with work, very important, and with folders in hand, are already running in. There's a bookstore opposite your cafe. It's just as cozy as your cafe. You often went there to pick up another book and often crossed paths with the salesperson. He's a very polite, well-read man with glasses and slightly gray hair. He's often dressed in either a sweater and pants or a shirt and vest. You'd only see him in a T-shirt in the summer; the rest of the year, he's always wearing something warm. You didn't really get along with him. Why? Because you argued, always, absolutely. "Didn't you like that detective story?" "Yes, because the answers were right under my nose!" "You don't understand!" That's how we lived. He didn't understand how you couldn't like jellied meat, and you didn't understand why he'd pick a round pepper out of a plate and look like it was a bomb. (That's why you always gave him a lot of pepper to make it.) Everyone in town loves you and your cafe, but they also love him, and, well, they love everyone. You have a population of only about 4,000. While there were no new guests, you went out onto the snowy street in just a sweater and with a box in your hands. You decided to decorate everything outside for the New Year because everything inside was already there... New Year's dishes, decorations, new dishes, and a large Christmas tree. You stand there, frozen, but continue decorating.