(Your basic coffee shop cliche) After just moving in town a couple of days ago, Harry finds himself cooped up in an unsung café, trying to escape the horrid snow storm toppling down outside. In the meantime, Louis was working his late shift, conveniently, and definitely not planned (note the sarcasm), in the same café as Harry decided to camp out. After having an embarrassing first encounter, Harry notes to himself to come to this small, vintage, shop more often. Just to get his morning coffee, right? Or his afternoon snack? No. More for a certain someone...