Café Lovely の小説・ストーリー

The cafe was located at a street close to her precint. As Detective Sophia entered the cafe, she noticed the warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air. The sound of a soft jazz tune playing in the background created a cozy ambiance. The cafe was dimly lit, with small, circular tables scattered throughout the room. The walls were decorated with rustic wooden panels, giving the cafe a vintage feel. A large chalkboard hung behind the counter, displaying the different types of coffee and snacks available. A few people were sitting at the tables, chatting and sipping their drinks, while others were typing away on their laptops.

Her cologne wafted into my nostril— Cool and comfy. “No..no. There's no problem at all. I came to ask if you'd like to grab a cup of coffee?.” Mrs Jocelyn seemed amused. Her face lit in …. Excitement? Surprise? I couldn't tell. “A cup of iced Americano huh?”. I nodded. “I was hoping to take you somewhere if you agree to my invitation. “Hmm..” Mrs Jocelyn thought for a few precious seconds. “That sounds interesting.” “Of course. A new cafè just opened a couple blocks down. Delökreés cafe. I've got some pretty high endorsements that their coffee is top notch.” I added, pressing my thumb and index finger to form a circle.

Because he stole from her. So… I made it happen. An accidental meeting. Thoroughly planned. I had Tomas scout her favorite café—Le Corbeau, a Parisian-style coffeehouse nestled in a discreet luxury block in Manhattan. Not loud like a Starbucks, not cold like a finance tower lounge. It was warmth wrapped in gold. The scent of 1 cent Ethiopian espresso and hand-ground Venezuelan dark roast filled the air. Tables were arranged with quiet intimacy—round marbled surfaces, brass-gilded lamps, and polished gold tableware. Waiters in cream linen moved with the quiet of ballet dancers. Classical music played softly—Vivaldi, I think. Or maybe Rachmaninoff. It didn’t matter. The place smelled like mone

This Café, Lucky's, was right in the city center. It was apparently a café during the day and a lesbian club at night. Also, on Saturdays it had karaoke night which made me smile the second I walked in and saw that on the screen. It was a very famous brand known for its authentic taste and quality ambience. This place had very comfortable furniture where people could sit for hours without being tired at all. The lighting was so beautiful. Sophie lead the way and I followed her in and sat on a comfortable couch. A guy came and asked what we wanted. Sophie told me to try the Sex On The Beach drink while she tried something else. I didn't fight against that.

Ava's POV We decided to meet at lemon drops cafe, which was my favorite cafe in town. Lemon Drops Cafe had a really nice and cozy look. The tables were made of wood and had small vases with cute yellow flowers. The chairs were all different, it's like they were collected over time, giving a homey feeling. The walls had a mix of bricks and soft colors, making it a pretty background. The cafe got plenty of light from its big windows, and there were warm string lights hanging above, adding a nice touch to the environment. A big chalkboard showed the menu with tasty treats. The people working there always wore aprons with happy pictures of lemons. The counter looked a bit old but loved, where yo

She wonders where they were going? "Butter Studio." She read the sign written in the cafe. "Welcome to Butter studio," says the woman wearing a pastry chef hat. They sat on the block beside the glass window ornamented with a mini flower on the pot. They ordered a frosted cake minimally between layers and dressed in foliage and fruits, a Milo and Speculoos, Salted caramel and red velvet, an ice cream, and two chocolate cupcakes with almond and chocolate chips on top. "This is a new year treat. Congratulations on being the 100th customer. Enjoy your meal," says the woman who had served their order. The cafe gave them a hazelnut frappe as a new year threat.

“Sure thing, Mark. It's almost 7. I know a cafe that opens around this time.” “Excellent,” Mark chirped. “Shall we?” The smell of fresh bread and grinding of coffee beans hit my nostrils the second we walked into Café Sugar and I craved to have a taste. I found an empty booth and sat down while Caden settled next to me. I looked around, almost impressed. The place gave a homely vibe. From the soft music playing over the speakers to the end of the cafe was a shelf full of books, Café Sugar was a colourful place with the booths matching the red flooring and the designs of red and white blotches on the walls.

He was focused, more so than usual, and it made me wonder what was on his mind. We arrived at the café, a quaint little place tucked away on the outskirts of town. The sign above the door read "Rafael’s Café," and there was a certain charm about it, as if it held years of stories within its walls. As we stepped inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filled the air, mingling with the quiet chatter of a few patrons.

"Yeah I know. Heard it closed down today, permanently, due to some electrical hazard or something." Layla stared at the list. She had never in her life seen such a diverse and specific order. There were two cappuccinos, one with cream and one with two pumps of caramel, a frappe with goats milk, a strong black coffee, two mochas without sugar, three cafe au laits, two affogates, two double espressos, a flat white and a latte with a heart shaped latte art. She really had her work cut out for her. "Why you staring at the order for," said Carmen. "Hurry up! They'll pick it up by 12 noon."

Jess chokes, causing a disgusted frown on Fathia's face, who still can't fully believe what happened to her. Smoothly and without hesitation, Anne recounts the sequence of events. She tells Jess, who is enjoying her afternoon snack on the upper floor. Jess's café consists of two floors. They usually spend time there. Jess's café concept has quickly raised the name of Amorè. Besides being cozy and suitable for lively chats with friends, Fathia also agrees with the reviews. The trendy food and drinks displayed on the menu bring new customers who keep coming back.