Spilled Coffee on My Crush's Shoes

Every day at work feels like an eternity when I see Alex order their morning coffee. The way they walk in with that bright smile and ask for the usual always makes my heart skip a beat. But today, as if on cue, fate decided to turn against me. As I poured hot water into one of those fancy porcelain cups, my hand slipped. In a split second, scalding liquid splashed over Alex's feet before they could even step aside. The sound was like an alarm clock going off at 3 AM in my head. 'Are you okay?' I blurted out, more worried about how stupid I must look than anything else. It took every ounce of courage not to break down right there and then. Instead, I rushed to the mop bucket, hoping that somehow this wouldn't be the end of our brief yet precious morning encounters.