It's a snowy December evening. Leia Organa has just got off work at Barnes & Noble, and is heading across the street for coffee. Unbeknownst to her, so is her soulmate: Han Solo. The two have passed each-other on the street a couple of times. Making the usual eye contact and nod. This time their meeting will change everything.
Leia enters the busy Starbucks, standing in line, she sees a familiar boy walk in. She goes to speak, but it's her turn to order. "Iced White Chocolate Mocha, please."
While waiting for her drink to be ready, she casually glances at the attractive man. He catches her gaze, and they smile at each-other. She hears his order, and raises her eyebrows as it's the same as hers. Han walks over by Leia to wait for his drink along with her. Both of their drinks are placed on the counter at the same time. Being a gentleman, Han picks up both, handing Leia's to her with a wink.
The tall brunet motions for the shorter brunet to sit with him. She listens, and they sit across from each-other at a table by the window. Not knowing how to initiate a conversation, Leia watches the snow blanket over the busy New York streets. Han smiles as he watches the girl. The light reflecting off the snow shines on her, causing her to look even more angelic. Finally, he speaks.
"You're gorgeous." He mentally kicks himself. He was supposed to say 'hello.'
Leia turns to face him, a light pink under her eyes. "What?"
"I- uh, I meant to say hello. I-"
The girl can't help but be amused by how flustered the boy has become.
"It's okay, handsome."
He smiles at her, and her to him. The two continue to stare into the other's eyes; almost as if they're having a conversation merely by eye contact. They finish their coffee, and as they walk out the door, each going the opposite way, their thoughts are the same.
"I can't wait to marry you."