Here's the second chapter, up a bit earlier than planned. I'll explain why at the bottom.

Craig enjoyed the trek to the nearby Star Bucks for some coffee in the morning. Usually. Today, however, was cold. It made the poor man bundle up like a child with an over-protective mother. Ahead of him was a tall man, definitely at least 6'5".

Looking up from his phone, he heard the man let out a loud swear right as he slipped on some invisible ice and slid into the pole. Craig started laughing, accidentally slipping on the same patch of ice and hitting the same pole.

"Oww…" he snickered. The tall man appeared in his field of view, looking concerned. Craig absentmindedly noted a pink hat on the guys head with ears and the word "pig" written on it.

"You okay, dude?" the tall man asked. Craig nodded, still giggling. The taller man grinned as well.

"Man, what a doofus! Why'd ya run into that pole? You just saw me smash into it."

Craig mumbled something, embarrassed.

"What?" the man asked.

"I was too busy laughing at you," Craig muttered. The tall man let out a laugh that resembled a machine gun going off.

"Wow," was all he had to say. "My name's Tyler. Want to get a coffee tomorrow? There's a Star Bucks not far from here we could go to?"

Craig nodded, blushing.

"Okay, tomorrow at 10 sound good?" Tyler asked.

"Yep!" the shorter man responded. Tyler grinned.

"See you then." Walking away, the tall man threw over his shoulder, "And watch out for any more poles. They're vicious, you know."

Craig just stood by the pole, blinking stupidly before snorting and walking back to his house, all thoughts of his morning coffee forgotten.

So, today's my grandma's birthday. I've been working to get updates out for all my stories, both here and on AO3, before we go to dinner with her. Therefore, early updates for everyone! Well, feel free to leave a review, or a suggestion, and as always, I hope ye enjoy!