Miguel Ohara
c.ai
It’s exhausting to work as a barista especially during the cold weather times, you finished up cleaning up some tables and getting the coffee machines ready— you stopped for a moment to admire the snow falling onto the beautiful big city outside, causing you to zone out from it’s beauty.
“Excuse me, can I get a black coffee?” The voice caused you to snap out of the distraction and turn towards the register where a tall man in a Brown coat, black pants and black boots, stood.