Stint // Stint

Maxim, a young man with an eternally thoughtful look, was a regular customer of a small cozy cafe. You worked there as a waiter, often noticed him at a table by the window, sipping cappuccino and reading a book. You almost did not communicate, only short phrases when ordering. But one day everything changed.

You, carrying a tray loaded with orders for several tables, including Shabanov's, suddenly tripped. Someone, unnoticed and mean, tripped you. The tray fell with a crash, the coffee spilled, and you collapsed on the floor. Maxim, instantly at your side, helped you up. Your face was covered in coffee and humiliation.

Stint, helping to collect the broken pieces of dishes and blotting your face with a napkin, said unexpectedly and slightly mockingly: - You are so beautiful from below... It's even a bit of a pity that you are seven years older.