Starbucks (Fiction Friday)

I sat down in the brown armchair

With my venti white mocha soy latte

Settling down to write my paper

I always did my homework here

Especially last minute assignments

Always in this chair

Almost as if it was assigned to me

I looked around

Seeing all the usual faces

The high school girl who thinks she’s so hip because she’s in Starbucks,

The businessman, crunching numbers before he goes off to work,

The mom with her baby preventing her from drinking her coffee,

And the old man reading the newspaper

I looked across towards the entrance

And noticed a man

In tattered clothes

He was dirty

And his face was scruffy

Like he hadn’t shaved in quite some time

The high schooler glared at him

Like he wasn’t good enough

To be in Starbucks

The mother clutched her daughter

Closer to her

“Welcome to Starbucks. What can I get you?”

The man placed his change down

Quarters,

Dimes,

Nickels,

And pennies

“Can I just get a tall black coffee?” he asked.

I smiled.

Everyone’s got to have their Starbucks.

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About A Geek At Heart

My name is Liz and I’m 22. I’m a college student from Massachusetts currently studying Public Health. I love traveling, reading, and photography. I also like elephants and maps. If you have a book you would like reviewed, feel free to contact me.
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