A Snowy Collision

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The wintry air wrapped around Araminta like a cozy blanket as she strolled through the snowy streets of Liverpool, her breath forming small clouds in the crisp afternoon air. The city had transformed into a winter wonderland, with snowflakes gently falling from the sky, turning everything into a serene landscape.

Araminta, with her circular glasses perched on her nose, was engrossed in the pages of "Reminders of Him" by Colleen Hover, her favorite book. She had her hair neatly tucked into a bun, with two curly tendrils escaping to frame her face. As she turned the pages, oblivious to the world around her, she felt the magic of the snowy day seeping into her bones.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee lured her towards a quaint cafe, a warm refuge from the cold outside. As she entered, the cozy atmosphere enveloped her, and she ordered her usual hot chocolate, the perfect companion to her reading escapade.

Meanwhile, Dominik Szoboszlai, the talented midfielder for Liverpool FC, was rushing out of the same cafe, a steaming cup of coffee in hand. Dressed in his team's gear, he was focused on the upcoming match and navigating the slippery sidewalk.

In a twist of fate, their paths collided—Araminta stepping out of the cafe just as Dominik rushed past. The hot chocolate, still scalding, spilled from Dominik's cup, creating an unforeseen disaster. The brown liquid splattered across Araminta's book and stained her shirt, the warmth of the beverage turning into an icy shock against her skin.

Araminta's eyes widened with shock, her beloved book marred by the unexpected collision. She looked up to see Dominik, a mixture of surprise and concern etched on his face. But, any hope of an apology vanished when Araminta, her anger bubbling to the surface, found her voice.

"Are you kidding me?" she exclaimed, her tone a mix of frustration and disbelief. "Watch where you're going! Do you have any idea what you've done?"

Dominik, taken aback by the sudden outburst, stammered an apology, "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you. Let me help you clean up."

But Araminta was having none of it. "Help me? You've already done enough!" she retorted, her annoyance evident in every word.

As the two stood there, an unwitting duo in the snowy chaos, little did they know that this frosty encounter would be the start of an unexpected journey, where the chilly winds of fate were about to change direction.

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