Character Cup Novels & Stories

he said, “Yeah, it would be too traumatic for her to see this set again,” Azeph answered. “It’s not about that…” Louis said, “These cups are made from a special kind of clay. Elin said something about it absorbing the aroma and property of the tea poured into it and that it was conceived to be drank with just one type of tea,” Azeph’s mind went blank in that moment. If what Louis was saying was true then this means that this cup could have been poisoned in other ways…

His heart began to tighten. Alyssa averted her gaze and looked away. In the end, Jasper won the pair of Georgian Sky-Blue Porcelain Chalices. The valuables were now part of his collection. The crowd was jealous of him. "In the future, you can serve me wine in these chalices. A forty million cup suits my taste," Landon said with a smile. "This cup is too small. It's not enough for you to drink. I have a bigger one that suits your status better," Jasper replied coldly.

I was done washing and i felt brightened up to walk into their room to start the History i had for today's bedtime story. Aka assisted me in finishing the chores and we made the tea and poured the hot steam rising drink into the tea cups he had earlier sorted and i watched him as he begun to proportion the pour from the kettle into the cups and i watched the hot drinks in the cups as it evaporated steams into the thin air. After the hot drink had settled into its bowel of carved silicon made cups i went ahead and with a spoon stirred it, took a sip to make sure every thing was well proportioned. The milk had to be average of sixty percent and the chocolate take up thirty percent and the rest

A suspicion started to form in his mind as he asked, "Dr. Jefferson, do you drink lattes too?" "I never did before. I only tried the one Miranda bought last time and found it quite tasty." "Was it hot or cold?" Paul smiled. "It's warm." "Is there anything special on the packaging?" "I remember there was a hand-drawn picture of a heart with a Cupid's arrow on the cup. Do shops now offer such personalized services? They even draw on the cups of drinks now!" Sam's heart, which was in his throat, sank in despair. It was the same cup he had bought for Miranda!

A ridiculous combo if you ask me, but no one asked me, so here we are. Jesper spreads his arms wide like some referee about to officiate the Olympics. “Okay, everyone knows the drill. Ten cups, pyramid, center of the table. Only, tonight it’s not beer.” He lifts a shot glass filled with the suspicious neon liquid Cam whipped up earlier. “It’s Cam’s Delight.” The table groans. Cam beams, positively glowing now. “Don’t all look so excited at once.”

Ignoring the looks I was getting I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the jug of chocolate milk, now to find a cup. “ The cups are in the third cabinet to your right.” Hunter tells me “ thanks!” Opening the cabinet I grab a shiny blue cup that has a picture of a pizze on it that says stay cheesy. “ hey that's my cup!” Andrew pouts “ I don’t see your name on it?” I mocked “ Who would put their name on a cup?” “ someone who didn’t want other people using it.” I winked pouring the chocolate milk in the mug “ What are you doing Briella?” Erik asked

I replied. I was ready to leave when I noticed the cup placed at a corner of his desk out of the corner of my eye. Pure titanium, lacquered, and the exact same design that I had picked for my online boyfriend. Thunderstruck, I froze on the spot. Seeing that I wasn't leaving, Neil looked up. "What?" I forced myself to stay calm and pointed at the cup. "That's quite a special cup. Where did you get it?" Neil nonchalantly mentioned the very same mall and grinned so broadly that his eyes creased like crescents. "What, you want one too?"

" He said, and her gaze lowered to the little plastic cups which, oddly, were black. Completely black, with an almost negligible silver design on their tops. She'd never seen a coffee cup in the colour black before, she was beginning to think, but then she mentally rolled her eyes. More of Nicholas Smith, obviously. "It's not bad at all.'' He added. "How would you know? Yours is plain black." She mumbled.

“That is very kind of you, thanks.” Her next problem was to figure out what Charley might want. “I can get a little of everything, then he can eat whatever he likes.” After filling the trays, she looks for cups for the coffee. She didn’t see any, she walked back to the waitress. “I hate to bother you, but I can’t find where the cups for the coffee and tea are.” “They have to be out again, come with me and I will give you some. You want small, medium or large.”

The green tea isn't delivered in a Styrofoam cup, but a cute dainty tea saucer covered in purple little flowers and a matching cup. Spider takes one look at the flowery cup with matching plate and backs away from my counter. "Oh, fuck no. Give me a coffee. Black. In a to-go cup." His tall friend cracks up, his boisterous laughter filling the empty space. I flash Tabitha my best what-the-hell look, but it does not faze her at all.