At The Existentialist Cafe Novels & Stories

The cafe was calm, The scent of coffee filling the air, people made small chatters sipping on their coffees. Some focused on their works typing on their laptops or pads with a coffee cup at the side, occasionally sipping from it when tired. As everyone seemed busy in their own world either chatting with friends or working, Grace sat at a distant corner of the cafe lost in thoughts occasionally sipping on her coffee which she ordered not too long ago. She was seated at the corner of the cafe on a table for two, she had arrived a few minutes ago after collecting herself and mustering the courage to leave the Cemetery, take a bus and then head to the small cafe at her stop, though the fear stil

Tiffany climbs out of the van and says to Joshua, “let's go get something to eat. There is a 24/7 cafe open opposite.” Joshua agrees and stretches out, yawning. Looking around, they all see trucks, and it looks like people are sleeping in them. It's those long distant drivers. Tiffany wears a jean and a black hoody jacket, and Joshua wears jeans and a long sleeve black top as he puts on his cap. Walking over to the cafe, they notice four guys on the corner drinking. Joshua hopes those drunks stay away from him because he's tired of leaving dead bodies all over. The town they are in is tranquil. As they enter the Cafe, a fat man with a white vest, apron, and a baker's cap stand there, “welcom

He turned and walked away without another word, leaving Thea to her own ragged breathing. What the hell was that? 《Random Cafe》 “Here is your latte ma'am” A young waitress said, placing a plastic cup filled with latte on the table in front of Posy. Posy nodded and the waitress walked away, wondering why this customer had a hoodie and a nose mask on in the middle of the day. Posy was seated in a secluded corner of an unknown cafe. She takes a sip of her latte discreetly and glances at her second phone for any message.

Epilogue: Two Years Later POV: Noah The café was quiet, a hidden gem tucked away on a cobblestone side street in the heart of the Marais. The air inside was a rich blend of dark roast coffee, steamed milk, and the buttery, sweet scent of freshly baked brioche that seemed to seep from the very walls. Outside, a soft, persistent rain misted the windowpanes, blurring the world into a watercolor painting of grey stone and muted green awnings. The morning was slow, warm, and profoundly human. It was a world away from the gleaming, high-stakes pressure of their lives.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, but the atmosphere was still busy. The cafe is located on the side of the road, in an area teeming with pedestrians. The atmosphere is very cool and pleasant, because it is filled with greenery which is beautifully arranged, with the glass walls that reflect the street lamps. The cafe is open twenty-four hours. Soon Deen found a suitable place to sit and write. She sat in a comfortable corner and opened the menu book on the table. The cafe atmosphere was quite busy even though it was late, as if life continued to go on in here.

Mysterious ran with her and couldn’t help smiling all the way. “Sir, that café... Cristofer has taken me there many times, and the owner of the café knows us. If you went in just now, she would mistake you for Cristofer. And if one day in the future Cristofer goes to the café again and talks with her, he will know your existence and your identity will be exposed!” Estelle explained to him. Hearing this, Mr. Mysterious chuckled. Seeing her out of breath, he let her lean against his chest and said, “Calm down and take deep breaths slowly.”

“You know….it has been quite sometime, since the 3 of us spend time together…like relaxing and stuff…wanna head for some tea and coffee time for a little bit?…I kinda want to see the city sight for a short while…”. “A short break?..”.(Elijah) “A short date?…Sure!….let’s go!…Let’s go to the Yggdrasil Cafe!…our little one has put quite a lot of effort on that cafe of hers….I wanted to see it for myself…”.(Mina)

Daniel I stand at the entrance of the café where I asked Aurélie to meet me. The place is nearly deserted, the usual patrons nowhere to be seen, as if the city itself is holding its breath. The soft afternoon light filters through the curtains, casting gentle shadows on the walls. Everything is calm—too calm—but inside my mind, it’s pure chaos.

I looked at my wristwatch and noticed that I still have an hour to reach there so I thought of going to a cafe to enjoy the coffee. I wore a grey colour hoodie as today's weather is colder than yesterday. I covered my head with the cape of the hoodie so that no one can recognise me. I walk out of the hotel and went to the cafe which was looking cosier. I entered the cafe and saw that there weren't so many people. I choose a seat and ordered an espresso and the waiter came to give me an espresso, so I asked him why it's not so crowded and he told me that I'm lucky enough that I have come earlier before the lunchtime or I wouldn't even have found a seat to sit-in here. I looked around and saw

Richard and Lia decided to meet at Le Café Magnifique, a highly acclaimed luxurious coffee shop in a charming city corner. The moment they stepped inside, they were greeted with an air of refined elegance that permeated the entire space. The café's exterior exuded a classic charm, with large windows adorned with intricate wrought-iron designs, allowing glimpses of the warm glow inside.