Solen skinte gjennom de store vinduene i kaffebrenneriet i Oslo.

The sun shone through the large windows of the coffee roastery in Oslo.

Aromaen av nybrent kaffe fylte luften og lokket forbipasserende inn.

The aroma of freshly roasted coffee filled the air and lured passersby inside.

En liten tavle utenfor ropte, "Vårens høstspesial: Prøv vår nye etiopiske brygg!

A small chalkboard outside proclaimed, "Spring's Harvest Special: Try our new Ethiopian brew!"

"Eirik stod bak disken og lagde kaffe med nøye presisjon.

Eirik stood behind the counter making coffee with careful precision.

Han hadde drømt om å åpne sitt eget kafé en dag, men dagene gikk i det samme stille mønsteret.

He had dreamed of opening his own café one day, but the days passed by in the same quiet pattern.

Han savnet noe, men visste ikke helt hva.

He missed something but didn't quite know what.

Denne dagen var annerledes.

This day was different.

Astrid, ny i byen og ivrig etter å utforske, gikk inn.

Astrid, new in the city and eager to explore, walked in.

Hun trakk pusten dypt, kjente lukten av kaffe, og smilte.

She took a deep breath, smelled the coffee, and smiled.

Eirik merket henne med en gang.

Eirik noticed her immediately.

Hun bar med seg noe friskt, noe spennende.

She brought something fresh, something exciting.

Astrid bestilte en cappuccino.

Astrid ordered a cappuccino.

"Det lukter fantastisk her," sa hun og så seg rundt.

"It smells amazing in here," she said, looking around.

Eirik nikket høflig.

Eirik nodded politely.

"Det er vårt spesialbrenn," svarte han, litt sjenert.

"It's our special roast," he replied, a little shyly.

"Hva er din favoritt?

"What's your favorite?"

" spurte Astrid nysgjerrig.

Astrid asked curiously.

Spørsmålet tok Eirik litt på senga.

The question caught Eirik off guard.

Ingen hadde spurt ham det før.

No one had asked him that before.

"Den etiopiske," svarte han etter litt nøling.

"The Ethiopian," he answered after a bit of hesitation.

"Den er kompleks, som livet.

"It's complex, like life."

"Astrid lo.

Astrid laughed.

"Kanskje jeg prøver den neste gang," sa hun.

"Maybe I'll try it next time," she said.

De utvekslet smil, og Eirik kjente et hint av noe nytt i seg selv.

They exchanged smiles, and Eirik felt a hint of something new within himself.

Uken etter kom Astrid tilbake.

The following week, Astrid came back.

Denne gangen snakket de om alt fra kunst til kaffens opprinnelse.

This time they talked about everything from art to the origins of coffee.

Eirik visste han måtte gjøre noe utenom det vanlige.

Eirik knew he had to do something out of the ordinary.

"Vil du komme til en kaffetesting her i helgen?

"Would you like to come to a coffee tasting here this weekend?"

" spurte han forsiktig.

he asked cautiously.

Astrid ble overrasket, men nikket.

Astrid was surprised but nodded.

"Det hadde jeg likt," svarte hun.

"I would like that," she replied.

Lørdagen kom fortere enn begge hadde ventet.

Saturday came faster than both had expected.

Kaffebrenneriet var pyntet med blomster.

The coffee roastery was decorated with flowers.

Eirik var nervøs, men ivrig.

Eirik was nervous but eager.

Astrid ankom, smilende og klar for eventyr.

Astrid arrived, smiling and ready for adventure.

De smakte sammen på forskjellige typer kaffe.

They tasted different types of coffee together.

Da begynte de å åpne seg for hverandre.

As they did, they began to open up to each other.

Eirik delte drømmen om sitt eget kafé.

Eirik shared his dream of owning his own café.

Astrid snakket om sitt ønske om å skape et hjem i Oslo.

Astrid talked about her wish to create a home in Oslo.

Deres åpenhet forvandlet øyeblikket.

Their openness transformed the moment.

Eirik innså at han måtte våge mer.

Eirik realized he had to dare more.

Astrid følte en voksende tilknytning til byen.

Astrid felt a growing connection to the city.

Mot slutten av kvelden stod de utenfor kaffebrenneriet, under fanget av den milde vårnatten.

By the end of the evening, they stood outside the coffee roastery, captured by the gentle spring night.

Eirik tok et dypt åndedrag.

Eirik took a deep breath.

"Vil du vise meg dine favorittsteder i Oslo?

"Would you show me your favorite places in Oslo?"

" spurte han.

he asked.

Astrid så inn i øynene hans.

Astrid looked into his eyes.

"Ja, men bare hvis du holder løftet om å åpne den kafeen," ertet hun.

"Yes, but only if you keep your promise to open that café," she teased.

De lo sammen.

They laughed together.

Det føltes riktig.

It felt right.

Denne våren markerte en ny start for dem begge.

This spring marked a new beginning for both of them.

Eirik hadde funnet noen som inspirerte ham til å prøve noe nytt.

Eirik had found someone who inspired him to try something new.

Astrid fant en grunn til å bli i Oslo.

Astrid found a reason to stay in Oslo.

De bestemte seg for å ta sjansen, sammen.

They decided to take the chance, together.