May 13th, London

Arthur walked in the streets of London, holding a briefcase in one hand while holding an umbrella in his other hand. While walking, Arthur silently thanked the gods that he didn't manage to fall asleep during yesterday, when he had to work overtime as the deadline was around the corner again.

Even though being an accountant meant that he had to frequently work overtime, he couldn't deny that it made quite good pay and so he quashed his desire to change jobs.

Arthur was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice a man walking towards him. By the time he had finally noticed it was too late,he had already bumped into him, sending them both to the floor.

When Arthur looked up to the man, he noticed that the man looked quite like a jock with the exception of the clunky glasses perched on his nose. Before he'd even had time to get up let along apologize, the man apologized to him. "Uh, hey. I'm sorry for knocking you down. I'll treat ya to a cup of java later. By the way, the name's Alfred."

"I am very sorry too. I prefer tea more, but coffee is fine. So, what day and time would you be free at? " "12 o clock in Wednesday is fine." replied Alfred.

After they exchanged farewells, Arthur went home. Little did he know that this would be the start of a romantic relationship.