wingmanriley:

        “Yeah, uh, no problem, man. Here, uh, can… can
        I offer to buy you a coffee? Really - I feel like shit
        for doin’ that, it’s the least I could do.”

  Riley rubbed at the back of his neck, looking down at
  the man. It had been flawless before he’d gone and
  ran into the corner of the table, and he felt personally
  responsible for doing it. He was just trying his best
  to help, and if that meant spending a couple of extra
  dollars, then so be it.

           “ That.. would be great, actually. ”

      At least this guy honestly regret what he did. Most people
      would have just kept on going. Some wouldn’t have even
      acknowledged they messed up his drawing or disturbed him.
      He sighed before closing his sketchbook and slipping the
      pen into his pocket. The book was tucked under his arm as
      he stood from the chair.

              “ Thanks. ”