She opened the door to the coffee shop and stepped inside. The welcoming smell of coffee filled the air. She waited behind the man who was in line ahead of her and she couldn’t help but overhear his order. It was one of those five-mile-long orders with half syrup, soy milk, an extra shot, extra foam and extra hot. She felt like rolling her eyes. She couldn’t understand why people got so picky about their drinks. She took hers with the basics. Now it was her turn and she stepped up to the counter and ordered her hot caramel latte.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – foam