Sounds perfect—just like the spreadsheet of beats, but with a splash of foam at the end. I’ve got a half‑finished prompt about a barista who’s actually a time‑traveler, and every swirl of foam in that cafe predicts a plot twist. Remember that one line you keep rewriting? “She stared at the steam, knowing it was the world ending…” It’s a great hook—just don’t let the perfection paralysis swallow the spontaneous swirl. The coffee shop’s latte art is the story’s pulse, and every swirl could be a hidden narrative—rate it on your homemade scale, okay?