A Cup of Coffee
You are in Starbucks, scrunitizing the menu for what seems like hours trying to find something. Something that would warm your body to the core after a long, tiring walk in your trip back home in a chilly weather. You approach the cashier with your order in mind, finally asking for a grande vanilla latte. The machine is malfunctioning, he says, and so you wait. The guy at the cashier finally brings the cup of latte that you've been waiting for to the other counter to your near the exit. But, wait, you haven't paid, yet.
"It's alright," the guy shrugs. "It looked like you could use a cup of coffee."
Just like that, the coldness in your limbs evapourate, replaced by warm and fuzzy feelings of happiness radiating into your hands and to you heart. AWESOME!
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