Asta And Mimosa Novels & Stories

Two names didn’t make it to the list his party members shortlisted, and Zen wondered why. “The Margarita is daintier than a Cosmopolitan. Your Valentini is a tad more flirtatious and forward-coming with her sweetness, but she packs a punch if you drink too fast. A Cosmorita is similar to the Cosmopolitan on the outside, but it is made from stronger stuff on the inside. Screwdrivers are more sour, but it is a staple drink. If you’re feeling adventurous, I’d recommend a Moscow Mule because it skips the juice for ginger ale. Not for those without spice tolerance.”

It was the exact same thing he’d said to me. “What’s she drinking?” he asked Ralph. “Rum and Coke,” he said, and the guy paid for her drink. I watched Ralph as he walked over to Adelie with the glass in his hand and she smiled as he spoke to her. She shook her head and Ralph walked away with the drink still in his hand. “Are you local?” The guy had now turned toward me. “Yes.” “Do you know her?” he asked me, and I was instantly jealous as he looked at her again. I’d never felt such intense jealousy before.

Maddie in white, Jasmine in pink, Bella in dark blue and pants instead of shorts and Callie in red. I toss a towel onto my shoulder and saunter up to them with an imaginary pen and paper in hand. "Ladies, what are we drinking?" "A tropical Mai Tai, please." Jasmine says. "And a tequila sunrise for Bella." "A strawberry Daiquiri." Maddie orders. "Make that two." Lexie pipes up with a smile. Nodding I pretend to jot their orders down on my palm before looking at Callie. "Strawberry Hennessy, thanks."

**[Flashback continued from the last chapter]** "What are these?" Ansh was a good boy and had never touched alcohol in his life, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what kind of drinks they were. "This is an apple martini," Abhimanyu said, pointing at the green-colored drink. Ansh blinked as he stared at the colorful drinks, which were shining in the crystal glasses like the moon among the stars. "This one is a mojito and a cosmopolitan," Ariv said, and everyone snapped their heads at him because of the knowledge he shared with his elder brothers.

Allen, who was still writing his final notes, turned to them with a frown. “No alcohol,” he repeated sternly. The room went quiet for a second. “Mocktails,” Max corrected quickly, like a schoolboy caught sneaking candy. “We’ll get him mocktails. Promise!” That evening, the trio walked into a cozy bar just outside the city. The place had soft lighting, mellow music, and a quiet crowd. Max and Felix were true to their word. They ordered a round of Sunset Blush—a fruity, tangy mocktail with pineapple, cranberry, and a hint of lime.

“Would you rather have coffee?” I shake my head and give an emphatic, “No.” The thought of coffee right now makes my stomach churn. “Trust me,” he pushes the glass towards me. “After the morning you’ve had, this is exactly what you need to settle your nerves.” “Is it now?” I raise an eyebrow. “You’re not trying to get me drunk, are you?” He snorts. “No, that would be unprofessional.” I roll my eyes, but I also take a sip of the mimosa. The tartness of the orange juice and the clean crisp effervescence of the fine champagne surprises me. The approval must show on my face because his smile widens.

Tio asks. “Raul, her scent is rum, mint, lime and sugar. Thalia told me that’s what’s in a mojito. Which, she introduced me to last weekend. So now I call her Mojito.” Aiden said with a smile. Gosh, his smiles are really something. Warm and inviting. “Well, she isn’t wrong.” He laughed.

The man beside her then gave the waiter a generous tip to make him promptly go away. “Here, try this. The taste, they taste much better than the drink you got there”, he said persuasively. “This is a Mojito, a cosmopolitan, an apple matini and a Long Island iced tea”. He first pointed to the drink that has lime and mint, then to the pinky red one, then the green one and the one that looks like it name, the tea.

Alta makes everything harder, like a time bomb, and everything explodes at any moment. When he did with Reina, Alta replied Green's message, stating that he had arrived. Not forgetting to say thank you for what that woman gave. Green texted Alta back a few minutes later, the reply made Alta smile, Green could always make him blossom.

Then, he finally answered. "Tempest's Kiss." Bianca raised a brow. "Never heard of it." A faint smirk played on his lips as he leaned back slightly, resting his forearm on the bar. "That's because it's not a common drink. It's a mix of absinthe and a Dark and Stormy." Her interest piqued. "Absinthe and rum?"