Novel & Cerita Miss Not So Sidekick Latte

A migraine was sure to come. I kept my eyes closed until Katie stopped the truck. I didn’t know if we were on base or what, but then I heard the drive-thru beep. Katie placed our orders for Starbucks, and I was forever grateful for her. She got me my usual order, and I smiled. She handed me my Vanilla Chai Tea Latte and instead of my regular buttered croissant, she got me a brownie. I freaking love her. She knows when I need comfort, and chocolate.

She guessed that this girl is a college student. “Good day, Miss,” Maxine greeted. After looking at the menu above, the cute customer ordered, “Give me one classic latte, Two Ice Americano and don’t forget to add two shots. One mocha with chocolate powder on the top and then four iced Americano with whipped cream.” “Grande or Medium?” “All Grande.” “Got it. Let me repeat your drinks, Miss. One classic latte, two ice Americano, with extra two shots, one mocha with chocolate powder and four iced Americano with whipped cream.”

"That's what they always say, they don't swing that way until they swing by Sin City and next thing they're doing more swinging than monkeys in an African jungle." "You're missing the show, Missy" said the tall, buff, bartender with the nimblest hands I've ever seen, as he mixes a Long Island Ice Tea cocktail. He shoots the stripper a raised brow she takes the cue and seductively catwalks away in frustration, rolling her eyes and grunting under her breath, but not after she blows both of us a kiss.

The door swings open and Jake emerges, his eyes lighting up with amusement at the sight of me. The corner of his lips twitch upwards as he leans against the doorway — "Muffin, get dressed." "Nope, I'm quite happy where I am." I smile, sinking further into my bed sheets. I'm dressed in one of Jake's white tee shirts with my grey jogging bottoms underneath. A jar of Nutella is balanced professionally in my lap and I'm currently licking the spoon. The last thing on my mind is getting dressed.

to anyone who would listen. “Answer it anyway” Jade scrunched her nose adorably and I was instantly putty in her hands. “Alright fine, this time of year I get a venti white mocha with 2 pumps of apple brown sugar and 2 pumps of caramel.” “Oh, that sounds delicious.” Emma said, glancing up at Jade. “Yeah, that does sound delicious.” Jade nodded seriously. “So three larges?” I asked, pulling the car out of the garage. I’d wait to explain the incredibly odd sizing scale at Starbucks another time.

“I was in for a moment yesterday, but I just grabbed a black coffee on my way to a meeting.” So many questions popped into her head, but Memory stored them away for later. “I always get the mistletoe latte this time of year. It’s creamy with a hint of mint, not too strong, and then it has sort of a... berry after flavor.” Dak raised an eyebrow at her. “Berry? In a latte?” “I know it sounds weird, but it’s really good.” “Oookay....” “Of course, if that’s not your thing....”

“You’re not the kind to take strong coffee, and our espressos are really strong. Besides, if you have a sweet tooth, you should go for a latte with our creamy mocha instead. I recommend that to customers who want something on the sweet side.” I know espressos are the tough stuff, but I opt for it anyway because I need an extra caffeine boost to stimulate my nerves and get me out of the daze I’ve been in since I walked in here yesterday. I don’t say these things to Gracie, though, because I love her honest concern. “Will you sit and share a latte with me?” “No way!” she snaps, then clutches the book she’s holding to her chest. “I’m staying as far away from you as possible, Trevor.”

Hello, what can I get you this afternoon" I say with a smile which he naturally returns. "Double shot soy latte tall" he says and I smile. "coming up, your name please?" I ask and he scratches his head confused for minute. "Matt" he says and I extend my hand to the chairs. " Please sit for a minute , we'll be with you shortly" I say and collect two more orders just like that. I busy myself with making the coffee and soon I'm calling out names. "Matt, double shot soy latte, tall" "Cindy, half caff with soy milk and no sugar"

The barista, noticing my disheveled appearance, gave me a sympathetic glance. "Hi there, what can I get you?" she asked. "A latte, please," I replied, making a mental note to ensure that this time, there would be no room for error. As I waited for the latte, I could not help but reflect on the challenges I had faced. The barista handed me the latte, and I carefully carried it back to the 6th floor, hoping to avoid any further mishaps. Returning to Miss Sally's office, I cautiously entered and presented her with the latte. She glanced at it, seemingly satisfied, and without uttering a word, motioned for me to place it on her desk. The tension in the room lingered as I awaited further instruct

“Anything that you'll like? Tea or coffee?” “A latte, would do.” Said Emma by looking around. Maverick also entered the office with them. When Nick looked back in the direction of Maverick who was lost in his own world. Maverick, after feeling some intense stares on him, looked in Nick's direction and asked irritatedly, “What? Why are you staring at me like this?” “Have you not heard her? Make a latte for her and a black coffee with no sugar for me.” Ordered Nick.