Novel & Cerita Blue Long Island Iced Tea

"Blue is cold and calm, normally gives a feeling of lonely and sorrow; but white, white is tricky. They way you surrounded white with blue here, is a symbol of safety and peace, and the sweet you put in the white level is the perfect evidence." "Maybe I'm just fond of the night!" Kitty held up her arms in front of her chest, hinting the dark sky above their head. "Yeah, that's true. But you named it Winter Night. Winter is already cold. Why is your winter night in dark blue but with a soft spot that was sweet? This drink starts with sour but ends with a hint of faint pine sweet, it's not horror and pain, it's--" He suddenly stopped. "It's what?"

he said, with that same calm, grounded voice that always felt like an anchor. We chose a table by the edge, overlooking the shore. The scent of grilled seafood and herbs drifted in the air as we browsed the short menu. I already knew what I wanted. Without hesitation, I ordered their blueberry lemonade soda. Isagani raised a brow as the waiter walked away. “You really like that drink, huh?” I laughed, leaning into my chair. “Guilty as charged. It’s nostalgic now.” He chuckled. “No one used to order that. Until you came along.”

I'm sick and tired of being here, of the people in this cerulean world. One of these days, I will venture into the sea I will venture into the sea, I will wear your color I will drink from your chalice, from the blue depth of love. Blue, blue like the moonlight, Bluer than every blue, I'm speaking of your eyes; those blue mendacities, Oceans of restlessness. Blue, blue like the moonlight, Too blue, I'm speaking of your eyes; those blue lies, The blue oceans. It'll embrace me, and I will submerge.

Harry said. "Well, I want pink flavor. What color flavor do you want?" She gripped Isaac's hand, gazing up at him with adoring blue eyes. Isaac's frown faded to a grin. "Light brown color," he grinned. "Caramel flavor," Harry corrected sighing. I ordered three small icecream and a water for myself trying not wince at the bill as I paid. "Here, Bell," Isaac said holding his hand out towards the ice cream cup gripped precariously in her sticky hands. "I'll help you."

The waiter dropped our order and I went for mine immediately, taking a huge gulp that set my throat and chest on fire, simultaneously making me light-headed. “What the hell was that?” I glared at the shot glass, ruffling my hair. A throaty chuckle cracked from his lips as he signaled the barman to refill our cups. “My favorite cocktail. Long Island Iced Tea. I like it because it tickles and at the same time it slaps,” “Well it doesn’t slap harder than finding out your fiance has a babymama at your wedding. It sure doesn’t,” my eyes narrowed, my gaze disconcerted.

I fumbled my hands under the white tablecloth and looked at him, “How long will the orders take?” Jayden made a show by looking at his watch then replied, “Usually fifteen minutes ah here are the drinks. I didn’t know if you consume alcohol so I played it safe. Besides, I make it a point not to take hard drinks in front of Brian.” The waitress smiled and served the different drinks to the three. “A glass of Nom yen for Brian.” An iced bright pink drink in a tall glass was placed before him. A deep blue liquid in a transparent glass teapot was put in front of me, “This is the nam dok anchan or butterfly pea tea.”

I replied taking a sip of my water as checking on Jason through the corner of my eyes. "Sex in the driveway" I choked again on the water. "What?" I asked alarmed. "It's a variation of Sex on the beach. It's a drink don't worry" he gave a mischievous smile. "Oh," I facepalmed inwardly. The bar attendant handed me a bright blue drink just like the deep blue waters in front of me, with a slice of lemon on the drinking glass and ice cubes floating on the top. I took a tiny sip from the straw provided. It is a bit sweet with peach, orange, lemon, and sprite. The soda bubbles give it a lighter feel that makes it refreshing.

She leaned closer, her voice dropping conspiratorially. “Check this out.” She pulled out a laminated menu, pointing to a few drinks with a grin. “Blue Lust—bright blue, gives off this cool vapor, got a lemon twist for zing. Then there’s Devil’s Kiss—black as night, vodka-heavy, extra ice for that kick. And the Rainbow Special—layers of colors, tastes like a damn fruit explosion.” My eyes drifted to the vibrant drinks on the menu, tempted. I reached for the Blue Lust, imagining the sharp tang on my tongue, but Stella swatted my hand away, quick as a whip.

"Don't worry, I can recommend something for you. How about a Long Island Iced Tea? It's a classic cocktail, and it's pretty strong." I consider his suggestion for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Sure, that sounds good. Thank you." Ryder signals a passing waiter and places the order for the drinks, then turns his attention back to me. "I will leave you to it then." I place my hand on his across the table, as he is about to get on his feet. "Could you sit right here..em with me please?" Ryder's eyes widen slightly at my request, his eyes falling on my hand on his.

S: I didn't know how you liked your coffee so I just got one of every flavor they had. To you, Blue. He didn't need to think twice to know who it was from. There was only one person that had ditched his original name to address him by 'Blue'. And for the millionth time, he cursed again. "Fuck."