BookCulbHere  here is my entry. I'm going with the "you spill your favorite Starbucks drink on someone from your past"

I live for vanilla lattes and when in season pecan praline lattes the summer heat does nothing to deter me from getting my daily fix.  After waving goodbye to Josh I turn to the door only to stumble upon a wall of light black linen. A hiss brings my attention to the man's face and my mind goes blank. We continued to state at each other ignoring the fact that his shirt was now wearing my coffee, before he finally looked away. He made his way to the counter but it wasn't until his name was called that I realized who he was. Nathaniel, the boy I had crushed on all thru out
high school. I had spilled my favorite drink  on the guy I had written a love letter for when I signed his yearbook senior year.