Breakfast At Tiffany's の小説・ストーリー

Tiffany's POV I was still smiling when I walked into the kitchen at six in the morning, and I might have gotten away with it if Mrs. Bennett hadn’t looked up from her clipboard and frowned at me. “Something funny, Sofia?” “No, Mrs. Bennett.” I pressed my lips together, but the corners of my mouth refused to cooperate. “I just slept well.” “Then you are the only person in this house who did.” She slid a silver tray across the marble counter. “Madam has been awake since four. Espresso, no sugar, a little cream, and the temperature must be exact. Do not spill it this time.”

“Stop patting your chest. It’s flat enough as it is. You’ll have nothing left if you keep doing that. By the way, I haven’t had breakfast, have you?” Aye stroked her tummy and bitterly replied, “I haven’t either. Shall we order takeout? We can eat at the entrance later. We’ll get scolded if we eat here.” Tiffany grumbled inwardly. Jackson had promised that she would be able to have breakfast in the office so why was he not doing anything? Was she supposed to order takeout for him as well? She was mulling over this when Summer appeared in her line of sight, walking elegantly toward her. As Summer walked past her, Summer naturally placed a lunchbox on her office desk.

Triffany woke up early the next day, she checked the time, it was five-thirty, she smiled to herself, this was actually the plan, she washed her teeth, took her bath and dressed up then went downstairs to prepare breakfast for Carlos- a first for her. Well she was only doing this because he had promised to tutor her, naturally she would never do this for him. She prepared a breakfast of egg, saffron, truffles bread, sprinkled buns and gold dust, gull’s egg omelette and a warm rich tea.

She turned when she saw me. “There she is,” she said. “We were just about to come drag you out.” “Please don’t,” I muttered, rubbing my temple. “It’s too early for dramatics.” Tiffany pulled out a chair for me at the small round table and plopped down beside me. “Says the woman who dropped a whole mystery on me last night and then passed out like Cinderella after the ball.” Bethany brought over a plate stacked with toast and scrambled eggs. “Eat. And spill.”

Of course, I hadn't expected her to show up, and rightly so early in the morning when she could still be in bed or getting ready to do something else. We walked into the cafe just as the small bells at the door jingled. Tiffany looks bored as she sauntered to the counter to make her order. I ask for coffee and cinnamon rolls while Tiffany takes her sweet time before deciding on cheesecake and coffee. We take our orders and find a chair in one of the fancy spots by the window. Afterward, we drop into the booths and sit opposite each other like rivals do. We were the biggest rivals and we both knew it.

"This is my apartment." Her indignant tone almost made him laugh. Checking the time, he finally said, "Fine, I'll go." Only when the door clicked shut did Sydney calmly head to the bathroom. Breakfast had been set for three. Two untouched plates still sat on the table, so she carried them next door to eat with Tiffany. Tiffany ate with a grin. "My bestie really is the best. You even bring me breakfast." "Of course." Sydney had just taken a sip of milk when her phone suddenly rang. She thought it was the Hutton family and wiped her hands to answer but froze when she saw the caller ID.

She smirked and said, “Don’t do anything stupid. If you do, you will be sorry, and you can’t afford that.” *** The next day, Crystal woke up at ten ‘clock, stretched, and went downstairs. When Tiffany heard her, she rushed out of the living room and shouted Nathan’s name excitedly. Then, when she saw that it was Crystal, she went back into the living room. Crystal sighed and went into the kitchen to get some breakfast. She took a sandwich from the fridge and went into the living room where Tiffany was.