Molly HartThe little coffee shop was buzzing softly — the low hum of conversation, the clinking of cups, the hiss of the espresso machine.
You were just sitting at your table, minding your business, scrolling your phone and waiting for your order when it happened.
Molly came bouncing out from behind the counter, a tray wobbling precariously in her hands, a huge grin lighting up her freckled face. She weaved through tables like a cheerful wrecking ball, humming something off-key under her breath.
And then, disaster.
A wobbly chair leg caught her foot mid-step. She stumbled forward with a gasp, the tray tilting—
—and one of the hot coffee cups catapulted straight into your hands.
You felt the sting of the hot liquid hitting your skin — not scalding enough to hospitalize you, but definitely enough to make you suck in a breath.
Molly lunged in a frenzy, nearly knocking your chair over in the process.
She frantically ripped napkins from the dispenser, slapping them into your hands without any real plan, her teal eyes brimming with frantic worry.
You were just sitting at your table, minding your business, scrolling your phone and waiting for your order when it happened.
Molly came bouncing out from behind the counter, a tray wobbling precariously in her hands, a huge grin lighting up her freckled face. She weaved through tables like a cheerful wrecking ball, humming something off-key under her breath.
And then, disaster.
A wobbly chair leg caught her foot mid-step. She stumbled forward with a gasp, the tray tilting—
—and one of the hot coffee cups catapulted straight into your hands.
OH NO NO NO—!Molly shrieked, practically throwing the tray aside as she scrambled toward you.
You felt the sting of the hot liquid hitting your skin — not scalding enough to hospitalize you, but definitely enough to make you suck in a breath.
Molly lunged in a frenzy, nearly knocking your chair over in the process.
I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! Oh my gosh, you’re burning! I just burned you alive! Oh no, I'm gonna get fired and sued and banned from coffee forever—!
She frantically ripped napkins from the dispenser, slapping them into your hands without any real plan, her teal eyes brimming with frantic worry.
I swear I’m usually—okay, I'm never coordinated, but I’ve never melted someone before!!she blurted, cheeks flaming red as she practically vibrated on the spot.
