Character Cup Novels & Stories

Pale skin, curly and long hair, dress just like the owner. She watched Celsi as she arranged the small cups in the middle of the circle. “How are we gonna play it?” asked Vero, after Celsi finished arranging the cups. She thought those things were only plastic cups and teapots. Turned out they were one set of ceramic tea cups that one could use for a drink. Even her toys are not really toys. Celsi gave her a sharp glance that sent a chill down her spine before she took a vacuum flask from her trolley.

"I would like a large drink with 204 pumps of cinnamon syrup, 52 pumps of hazelnut, 23 pumps of classic syrup, 69 pumps of sugar-free caramel syrup, 15 pumps of sugar-free vanilla, 40 pumps of vanilla, 38 pumps of caramel syrup, 75 pumps of almond syrup, 88 pumps of sugar-free hazelnut syrup, and 1 pump of peppermint syrup. Please and thank you!" She picked up her cup, took a sip, and grinned. "May I have a lid, please?" she smacked her lips, satisfied. "That’s better." Seth, amused, raised his own cup. "Make that two. I want one of those, Dad laughs." Charlene snorted. "We’re going to be high on sugar!" "OMG!" she heard ReNew’s voice, almost startling her out of her skin. "I see you’ve alre

After all, mischievous Karsyn, who knows what tricks she would come up with to tease him. After a while, the servant who had just gone out came back again, holding a tray with four identical patterned porcelain cups on it. The cups were sealed with lids, and there was also a ping pong ball next to them, making it impossible to see what was inside. It made people wonder what was really inside.

AMELIA'S POV "which one is cuter though?" I asked myself as I look at the cups displayed. It has already been days since Philip visited my house and after that visitation, I considered his question. About the business, I really should start pursuing it now. There's a plain matte brown cup and also a plain white cup. And here I am not knowing what to choose. At the end, I bought 8 each. 8 brown cups and 8 white cups.

I need a drink, a jar filled with uncut wine to let this off my thoughts. Ras and Levi were seated having turns drinking wine, I knew Ras had persuaded Levi to join him. “Are you supposed to be drinking?” my voice stopped both parties from making any move. Levi was about to toss the cup when I chuckled. “It’s all good, why would you be drinking without me,” “There’s a spare cup for you” Ras divulged, wondering why he was served with three cups when it was supposed to be two. “Is this how you wanted it?” “Yeah if I get tired of using this cup I switch it up” he conveyed his thoughts as I realized why his cup was always bigger than everyone’s cup. I never noticed his cup was doubled until now.

I obeyed silently, watching as he turned away, opening a cupboard to grab some chocolate powder and then the fridge for a jug of milk. I wrung the fabric of my dress nervously and stared at a spot just beside my left foot, listening to Lucas move around. A few minutes later, a large disposable cup with a lid and straw appeared in front of me. "Here" I stared up at Lucas, startled. He was holding an identical cup in his other hand and was taking a sip. Slowly, my hands came up and grabbed the warm plastic. I stared uncomprehendingly at the paper cups. The tips of Lucas's ears turned pink. "Um...I like my chocolate in these cups", he said.

The anticipation builds as we prepare to engage in one of the most beloved team-drinking games of all time. The table is set, with two sets of cups forming pyramids at each end. Each cup holds a concoction of beer and vodka, creating a colorful array of liquid temptations. The rules are simple: land a ping pong ball in an opponent's cup, and they must drink whatever drink is inside. Easy to understand yet challenging to master.

Cappuccino, specifically. Something creamy and warm, like friendship in a cup. The kettle whirred into action as I picked out my favorite mug, the one Cam had crafted on Mother's Day three years previously, with its drippy swirls and pink heart bearing my name just legibly in the center. I smiled every time I used it. The sachet tore open easily, and I poured it into the mug as steam erupted behind me. Just then, I heard the clicking of heels from behind, slowly approaching me. She did not usually walk that slowly.

I told him and he nodded his head. "Oh! I understand now. Your lordship can have it if you like it." He proposed and my eyes widened. It was feigned anyway. "Really? I can?" I asked. "Yes, Lord Magnus." He replied and I smiled. "Thank you very much then. I really do appreciate it. The cup design is unique and eye-catching." I said as I collected the cup back from Sophie and dropped it beside me. "Yes. It was a cup made specially by an expert. If your lordship wants, I can introduce you to him. I can bring him here for you to talk to him and he will make different great cups for your use." He proposed again.

he asked curiously. Cupid smiled "That is me, but you can call me Cupid" he answered, Ricky balked "Cupid? Like THE cupid? Where is your bow and arrow? Where are your wings?" Shotgunning questions. He still did not believe his own eyes. Cupid smirked "I dont use the bow and arrow any more, come on man, that is sooooo fifteen hundreds. Now I use the chat services! and I cant just walk around with my wings out now can I? come on that would raise way too many questions. Anything else?"