Best Recipe For Coffee Shop Game Novels & Stories

If that were the case, perhaps when his identity came to light one day, she would not leave him. Zephyr led her behind the counter. He picked light roast coffee beans from Emepa and put them into the coffee machine. “Let me be your first customer today,” he said with a smile, raising his eyebrows. “One black coffee, please.” Cordelia agreed while smiling. She made coffee professionally. The sky was turning dark, and the lights were lit outside. The sycamore trees were swaying in the breeze. The shop was filled with coffee fragrances. Cordelia leaned on Zephyr, watching the sky afar. A smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

" Don't get into trouble." I stopped and smiled. " I'll try not to." Before closing the door behind me. Using a bicycle, I rode out of the house down the streets. I still was pretty unfamiliar with the place, but I was using a GPS. I got out of the estate and noticed a nearby grocery store. I stopped my bicycle and decided to get a drink since it was hot and I was thirsty from all the ride. Placing my order, I waited for it to be delivered and someone else walked in and sat beside me. I didn't pay attention to him until he spoke up. " One cup of coffee please." He ordered. I stopped sipping and faced him.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Jacobs asked me. “I-I’ll just have what you order too…” He smiled. “Okay, then we would like to have two Pecan pies and two super Tuscan espressos.” “Two Pecan pie and Super Tuscan espresso, anything more, Sir?” “That’s all.” The server finally left and so Mr. Jacobs took out the chessboard inside the drawer of our table. The interior of the shop was completely chess-like. All the chairs look like pieces of chess and the floor was tiled with black and white. “This coffee shop looks really amazing, isn’t it?” Mr. Jacobs spoke again.

"You fit in here just as well as you do in any boardroom." I moved behind the counter and felt the cold edge of the counter under my hands. A to-go cup was slipped over by Jay. "Make me a cappuccino the way you used to? " I picked up the milk pitcher and nodded. I felt the warmth of the steam as I frothed the milk and poured it over a freshly made shot of espresso. I gave Jay a grin. "There will be a perfect cappuccino soon." The milk reached a smooth apex. I handed the cup over to him after leaning in and drawing a heart in the foam. He closed his eyes and took a drink.

*Third POV* "Sir?" "Oh Ah sorry it's just you look familiar as if I have seen you somewhere?" for a split of a second the smile fades away from his face only to return. "Maybe you have sir in the game~" "In the game what?" "Sorry sir?" now the confused expression fall over the face of the guy. "Wait, you said I saw you in the game in what game?" "Ah sir, I never said that but-" "No it's okay It's just I must be losing my mind ah just give me one Macchiato and Maraschino with whipped cream, and it's a takeaway"

My back was aching from the discomfort and poor support. I had to think quickly of a way to distract Jhon so I could have a second of my time to confront Kaiser. With that in mind, I looked around me. Apart from the servers and us, there was hardly anyone around. The lack of security in the coffee shop formed the grounds for a heinous idea within me. The cooking was done in the kitchen, but the spices were laid out on a table in an unguarded corner, where customers and the servers could help themselves. Each shaker that contained a different type of spice was equal in size and made from transparent glass, and labelled with a sticker.

There wasn’t a need to make it more bitter with coffee. On the other hand, the second set of memories belonging to Zen Taro argued with his usual preference as a chef. The third young master of the Taro family liked his coffee thick with only one sugar. In fact, there was a particular coffee that the teen enjoyed in-game when he played a coffee-making game. Cold-brew was the new trend, and that coffee contained no sugar.

Chastity smiled shyly at him. “I will. On one condition.” Colby said. “What condition?” Chastity asked sadly. “Tell me how the hell you make your coffee so good. Every other coffee tastes like shit compared to yours.” Colby grumbled. “Really?” Chastity laughed. “Hell yes! The only good coffee is yours. All the rest is crap.” “Fine. One spoon of french roast, one spoon of hazelnut, and one spoon of dark roast. But them in a container, shake it well, then dump in the filter, and start.”

I say with an evil smile, hoping Ashlynn would play along with me. "My coffee. Now!" she orders them in her dominant voice, making them obey her right away running out of the door to go get her some coffee. "I want it fat-free, dairy-free, sweet but without any sugar, and a strong Columbian mix, and fats before I tell him to cut your heads off!" she says in a snobby voice using the same tone, I had to hold my laugh back, she played the part so well, she must have heard them too. "High five," I say after the guys have run out through the door, raising a hand up.