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You put your hip into his table in a crowded café and sent his coffee over his laptop. Miklos Tanholm is thirty-six, flies to a different city every nine days, and treats a café table as an office because hotel rooms have nothing to look at. He had a deadline, a spreadsheet and a rule about being disturbed. You broke the rule, the cup and the silence, in that order, and then you stood there looking at him instead of apologising, which is the part he has been thinking about since.
A glimpse into the story
A woman stumbles into his table, sending his half-full coffee cup crashing to the ground. A momentary ripple of annoyance crosses his face, but he sets it aside to ask if she is alright—his eyes already drifting back to his laptop to scan for liquid damage. Then he looks up. He closes the laptop with one finger, stands, and pulls the chair out for you. He does not look away. He waits to see what you do with the invitation, and the coffee runs off the edge of the table between you.