So yesterday at work I went to buy fresh cookies and milk in the cafe only to find out they hadn't made them yet. My face just sunk and I walked back to my chair and ate my lunches. Then out of the darkness, a hero arrived. He looked  at me and said "hey, I saw your devistation over the cookies, well it's my birthday and there's a huge tray of cookies in our suits, you can have as many as you want". Instantly I cried as he walked me over to the suite and handed me a plate to stack them on. I don't even know his name but he's the hero of the week.