A coffe shop’s tale
She was sitting on the little couch in the corner table. Her table. Mocha Latte with an extra vanilla shot, 2% milk, and sugar-free, like every Friday. Not that she was some kind of freak or something similar, but she had already selected her drink for each day of the week. This way, she doesn’t waste extra time thinking about it, and instead, she could be focused on finishing that thesis before it drove her completely crazy.