Coffee Date
“Venti Java Chip Frappuccino Blended, three pumps brown sugar syrup, three pumps caramel syrup, two pumps cinnamon dolce syrup, three pumps raspberry syrup, one pump toffee nut syrup, one pump mocha sauce, extra barista cocoa powder, light holiday sugar sparkles, and one pump honey blend.” I have to give the barista credit for not even flinching as the girl in front of her ordered what was basically a cup of liquidized sugar. I tried to focus on my plain coffee and not think about how that crime against drinks would taste. Usually I wouldn’t have my coffee as black as this, but I needed the extra bitterness to keep my mind grounded. And maybe also because I felt bad for the employees and wanted to give them the simplest drink order I could. I kept my eyes firmly focused on my cup as the girl walked to my table and sat down. I suppose she could have been called beautiful, if you were into pale and emaciated corpses. Knowing what was underneat...