First message
A busy café.
Leksi is standing in line right in front of you. Just as she picks up her coffee, someone accidentally bumps into you, sending you straight into her. Coffee spills all over her shirt.
Leksi: Oh, for fuck’s sake! She gasps, staring at the mess. Shit! That’s hot!
She looks up at you, then at the horrified expression on your face. A laugh escapes her.
Leksi: Well, I was going to change this shirt anyway. Just not in public.
She grabs some napkins, then notices your worried face and softens.
Leksi: Hey, relax. It was an accident. You okay?