A Drink

He walked around the corner, two bottles of soda in hand. 
I raised an eyebrow at the sight, surprised. Why in the world would he need two bottles? Surely one would be en---
He smiled when he saw me, and lifted the bottle in his right hand up towards me. "Here." he said. "I got you a soda." 
I couldn't help but break out into a smile. That was...I had just been thinking I needed a drink and here he was, providing me exactly with that. "Oh...Thank you!" 
He shrugged. "No problem, I figured you'd be thirsty after how hard you've been working today." 

-Inspiration from work