Novel & Cerita Bunny Coffee

SYDNEY The coffee shop, a quaint haven nestled on the corner of a bustling street, held an air of familiarity that wrapped around me like a comforting embrace. The warm, golden light spilled through the large, steamed-up windows, casting dancing patterns on the polished wooden floors. Conversations ebbed and flowed, a symphony of voices that blended seamlessly with the soft melodies of a guitar strumming in the background. I sat at a corner table, fingers tracing the delicate porcelain of my latte cup. Each sip sent tendrils of warmth through me, a soothing contrast to the whirlwind of thoughts in my mind. Opposite me, Knight sat with an easy grace, his eyes harboring a quiet understanding.

Most trades were still opening. As I walked around paying attention to my surroundings and smells, the sweet aroma of coffee caught my attention. I turned my face towards the smell and realized it was coming from across the street. From a diner on the corner. The coffee there smelled a little different than the others. It was buttery and seemed to come with melted chocolate as well. "BunnyBlaki's". My tummy rumbled but I managed a smile at the cute name. It was the only place that already looked like it was open. It had large clear smoked glass side windows and the place looked more like a pub style restaurant.

Caitlin asks her/ "I'm into coffee, I make the best coffee ever," Bunny answers her. "Anything other than that? Are you kinky?" Caitlin asks her and I groaned, really, that's not what I meant. "Yeah, I'm a lawyer, we all are weird," Bunny answers her with a chuckle.

I didn’t bring Wolfsbane. The scent of coffee wafts into the room while I'm sitting with Jordan and Kent. They seem comfortable in their skin and every inch the Alphas of this pack. Wiley is too, and he walks into the room behind a servant in a plain black dress and white apron wheeling a cart with every kind of tea sandwich and pastry, as well as a china coffee pot and delicate cups. Wildly different from drinking cocoa at my parents’ kitchen table just three days ago. “You take your coffee with a little milk, don’t you?” Kent asks.

I returned with a half-smile, “Nice to meet you, Corby. Make yourself at home.” “Wow Fen, look at you go, having your first friend since we moved here,” he sounded like a soccer mom as he surfaced with drinks in hand. “Yay, the power of friendship saves the day! How thrilling,” I sarcastically replied. He brushed my comment aside, “Here’s our coffee. I put in something special for this rare occasion,” dad placed our white mugs on the table. “Mmm, hazelnut. How did you know it’s my favorite?” Corby took a whiff.

“Okay, so I do have a list.” “She finds a new coffee shop,” I tell Holly. “Then she tries every single coffee on the menu. Then she stops going, and finds another one. It’s why she only ever goes to a chain when they have a new recipe out. And she buys coffee for home that I’ve never even heard of. Goat-digested and weasel-chewed.” “Monkeys, not weasels,” Francesca corrects me. “And its civets, not goats. That’s why it’s called Monkey Coffee and Civet Coffee.”

We both have a lot to work on. “We got you the butterflies, Aunt Britt! Want to see?” Hailey is bouncing, staring up at Brittany on the other side of the counter. “There better not be live butterflies in that box,” Brittany looked at it speculatively. I giggle at the idea of Hailey bringing a box of live butterflies into the coffee shop. “They’re cookies, silly,” Hailey laughs. Brittany makes me a latte and herself an iced cold brew, then goes on her break to share the cookies with us.

he retorted in an irritating tone, “I don’t want the world finding out I am blind” “No one is finding out, I am tired of having to sit in your office everyday okay? I want you to get well and come back, America needs you” The two of them were still talking when the soft knock on the door reached them and Bunny sauntered into the room with a tray in his hand. “Good morning ma’am, good morning boss” he greeted the two of them as he bowed slightly, “the madam has sent tea for you ma’am and some herbal tea for the boss”

Their shifts start after or before their school schedules. This café is famous not only because the foods and drinks taste delicious but also because the students that are working there are handsome. First is Brent, the snob. Then his baby bunny William. Followed by the group's clown, Miko, and of course, the beautiful one in their group, Gulf.

It was really good. Eevonne looked at Ruth and Sabrina with her eyes widened. "What…what is the brand of this coffee? Why is it so delicious?" Sabrina smiled. "Doesn't it taste bitter at first but then sweet after that? Also, the sweetness at the end makes you want to keep savoring it?" Eevonne nodded. "Mm-hmm. Yes." Sabrina let out a long sigh. "This coffee is called…cat poop coffee." Eevonne uttered, "Oh…"