Mountains out of Molehills
Based on a prompt: Two Best Friends are Baristas :) It was a morning like any other: a long line of morning commuter rail commuters--heads tilted back, eyes on the overhead board, read the list of today's coffee house specials. Coffeehouse music blares out of overhead speakers, brown colored wooden tables and metal-legged chairs swiftly find themselves plastered over with butts of various shapes and sizes, newspapers, mugs, the occasional ring of perspiration off the bottom o
