You passed out on the floor roughly after 2am when your tear ducts ran dry.

You looked absolutely dreadful and smelt even worse.

The only thing keeping you there was the fact it was Wednesday: Payday.

Maybe you could buy Peter an expensive bottle of wine or maybe a new controller? Perhaps he'd like a nice meal or money for a haircut.

Your head was buzzing and you still felt sick, your body neglected the taste for breakfast and lunch. Not to mention the overwhelming feeling of guilt as those images scratch around inside your head.

"Earth to Y/n, black coffee." Jessy shoved a fresh hot takeaway cup into your hand and directed you back to the counter.

"Yeah, alright..." you mumble, hauling yourself over and mindlessly handing a blurry face the coffee-- or at least, that's what you thought you did.

You zap awake at the feeling of the cup's lid popping off and the burn of coffee splashing onto your hand.

"Fuck!" You yelp as you flap your hand around like it was on fire. Only realising what had happened when you look up at a familiar face gawking down at his clothes in a panic.

"Shit!" You blurt out, grabbing your water bottle and emptying its contents onto the man on the other side of the counter. Leaving him soaking wet...

Quickly, you rip some napkins out of the dispenser and toss them at the man "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" you keep repeating yourself as you fill his hands with napkins.

"Vell... not exactly ze ideal vway to vwake up, but certainly an effective one" He grumbles, glaring down at his soaked clothes before back up at you.

You bite the inside of your mouth as the embarrassment sets in, your face going a pinkish hue as you watch Henrik dry himself off.

'I'm so fired...'

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!" Jessy roars from behind, making your soul leave your body for a moment and jump to high heavens.

He shoves your frightened being aside and starts apologising to the customer, offering to make him a new one.

"Zhat vwould be great, zhank you." Henrik says to Jessy, before his eyes land on you.

"She's a VERY clumsy girl, I am so sorry!" Jessy steps in front of his gaze. Shielding you.

Henrik steps to the side to meet your petrified eyes. He smiles "Hm.. She's sharp though, if she didn't throw ze vwater, I vwould have been left vwith burns" he mentions, starting to dry himself off with the mountain of napkins you threw at him. "Plus, she getz a pass from me"

'What?'

You heard Jessy breathe a sigh of relief "Aaalright, I'll go start with your coffee again" Jessy spins around and goes to brew the beans.

Before you could wriggle your way out from behind the counter and hide in the broom closet, Henrik taps the counter and gets your attention. "I'm not trying to be creepy, but I didn't see you on ze bus last night. Are you okay?" He mutters, catching you completely off-guard.

"W-What? Yeah? I'm good. All good in the hood. Why?" You try to perk up a little, but it didn't work.

"I don't know how to put zis lightly but you look... tired?"

This man hardly knows you. Why is he giving you all these questions?

"Yeah, late night" you put blandly.

He tilts his head a little, making a little brown tuft of his hair fall over his glasses. "Trust me, I know tired too." He smiles.

"I'm not meaning to be rude, but why exactly do you care?" You state harsher than you meant to. Your filter had practically committed suicide at this point.

He looked stung for a moment before he stood up properly. He scoffs. "I'm sorry for asking" There was venom in his voice, but you really didn't give a shit. You were entirely numb and tired of everything. What's the point?

Jessy rings up his coffee, and he leaves.

Then, the guilt set in...

'I...I am a terrible person'