He was finished for the day! Copen just about skipped out of the restaurant. Ah, he was free once more, and the city was wide open before him. It was a cold night, but he was used to that - it was commonplace in Denmark. It would do nothing to dampen his spirits. The blonde turned around to look into the glass doors of the restaurant, carefully fixing his hair. Yeah, he looked fine to go out. He'd made sure to bring a black blazer to put over his button-down shirt and dark jeans, and he looked sharp enough. Smiling at his reflection for a moment, he nodded at his appearance and then continued walking on. He had a craving for coffee; may as well stop at the cafe and grab a take-away one. Soon enough, he was striding purposefully down the streets with a cup in hand, drinking eagerly. 

Struck by the urge to have a wander in one of the city's most beautiful places, Copen meandered down the path. His phone buzzed as he went and he opened it up. Junk text message. Wrinkling his nose at the screen in the dark, he didn't see the figure walking his way. And bumped straight into it, sending coffee flying over both of them. 

"Ahh! I am so sorry!" he yelped loudly, tucking his phone into his blazer pocket before it got wet. Damn, at least he was wearing a dark grey shirt, but it still didn't look good with coffee on it. But he was more concerned about her. The coffee hadn't been scalding, but it still had been pretty hot. He looked at her with concerned blue eyes in the dusky light, trying to make out just how much she'd been splashed. "Are you okay?" His Danish accent had gotten even stronger with worry. 

[@Knight of Doom]