<Drink Coffee, Write a Book> #starbucksstoryproject #starbucks #drinkcoffeewriteabook #writersofinstagram #writeeveryday #redwine #seattledreaming #beernerd #dork #whisky #craftbeer #parisdreaming #nycdreaming #phillydreaming #columbiasc #inspired #yourghost @writers.are.awesome ....... She ran her fingers along the bar and felt a smile eke onto her face. “What can I get you?” She looked up and saw someone she recognized, though she has never seen her before. He had described her almost perfectly except that she was much lovelier than he had let on. “Deep Eddy Lemon, splash of soda, splash of ginger, and a lemon,” she replied.
The bartender raised an eyebrow and looked at her for a moment...almost asking, but then turning and grabbing the bottle from the back wall.
She sat and waited for the drink, her head turning to take in the room. At the corner of the bar, she saw an older man, small with a neatly trimmed beard, holding court with two much younger men. They all had Miller Lites, which appeared to be the hipster choice of crap beer these days and she shuddered a little at the thought.
A tall, hulking, but quiet figure walked slowly around the room, picking up empty glasses and used plates and bringing them to the service station where the other bartender dealt with them. Unlike the tall bartender, he had been described extremely accurately and she smiled again at the memories of those conversations of the last few months. “Hey Mike,” she said to as he walked by and made awkward eye contact. He immediately looked down when she spoke his name and mumbled something in return she could not quite catch. “Yep, that’s Mike,” she thought.
She heard the glass hit the bar and she turned back. “Start you a tab,” the bartender asked.
She opened her purse and pulled out her card. The woman looked at it and then back at her face, a connection being made. She opened her mouth, but then turned and ran the card and entered the drink into the system. When she turned to hand it back, she said, “You ordered his drink.” She smiled and took the card from her. “Actually, I ordered my drink. Is that what he ordered too?”