Character Cup Novels & Stories

He offers his cup. I did it once, I can do it again. Right? Ugh screw it. Sighing in defeat, I get the cup from him and finished the rest of his drink and he raises his fist in the air and cheers. The drink was both sour and sweet with a bitter aftertaste. “What’s in this drink?” I ask him through the loud music. “Cherry juice with Lemon-lime soda, spiked with whiskey I found in my mother’s kitchen cupboard,” He answers and I laugh.

Patrick looked at me and asked, "Which set do you like?" "Mr. Cowell, I'll use a mug. Giving me a high-grade bone China cup will be a waste." I said calmly. Only the rich ladies would drink their afternoon tea with a high-grade bone China cup. Seeing that I refused, he rested his hand on the set of cups, which were of black and red color respectively, and asked, "What do you think of this pair?" "Mr. Cowell, it is up to you." Standing on the side, I said.

She looked at the other different cup and asked me “What’s that cup? It is quite different from the shop’s one.” “Yeah, Maam. Actually, the one that I brought for sir has fallen down so I made one in our canteen, and they have only this type of cups. So... ” I replied nervously. “It’s just your first day, Ms.Pari. You should have been more careful. Anyway. Take care.” she said, shaking her head. I nodded and left her office, and everyone greeted me and looked at the cup in question. I went to my desk and placed the cup on the table.

Now that I see there were indeed three cups on the table and three of them have different colours. There was red in the right, blue in the middle and white to the left. Dumeny placed his finger on the red cup and started explaining. “The red cup means low, the blue means medium, while the white cup means high.” “Then what is the level of information we are looking for?” August asked. Dumeny thought hard for a moment, “I think it’s probably medium.” He said. I picked the blue cup and held it high to show the inn keeper to bring the liquor. He was quick on his steps and filled my glass.

But, one glance from him, as if he could read her thoughts and see deep into her soul, fixed her in her chair. He reached for the tray of refreshments Eden had forgotten until now and took one of the brightly decorated styrofoam cups, with a Rise Coffee Shop logo stamped to its side, and the word 'macchiato' scrolled in pretty, feminine-like handwriting on the white lid. They had outlets nationwide, mostly in shopping malls, but Eden remembered seeing one in the food court, on the first floor, when she played with the interactive map. She's a sucker for their chai lattes and would kill for one right now, or anything warm really.

As long as they worked hard together, they would be together for eternity. She took out her card and said to the staff by the door, “Couple’s tea, take-away.” “Sure.” The staff quickly helped her make the payment. This was a very well-known and historical café in Burlington; they brewed the best red tea using the top-graded tea leaves. A staff brought out the teas tightly sealed with lids, yet Charmine could still make out the fragrance. The couple’s cups were endearing to look at. On the simple-designed khaki cup, one cup had [Forever] printed on it, while the other had [And Ever].

“I'm back, ladies. Sorry to have kept you waiting.” Celine finally put down her phone and reached for one of the cups. “Thanks. Which one's mine?” Her hand grabbed one before any could answer. It had a sticker with her name written on it. “Oh, nevermind.” She chuckled and pulled the lid off the cup. Jacob pushed my own to me with a finger. “Go on, drink.” Celine released a sigh after taking a sip. “So hot, but I love it.” “Honestly, when you said you wanted just black coffee, I didn't know how you were going to enjoy it,” Jacob said. Celine's cup wobbled in her grasp. Her eyes went slightly wider.

The teacups were unlike any I had seen before, ornate silver cup holders about three inches high with clear glass cylinders rising out of them. "Tasha, your teacups are beautiful." She smiled with quiet pleasure, "Thank you. They are podstakannik, from my homeland. I used to have silver ones, but as you surely know silver and wolves don't mix so well together. My Vigo had these made for me of stainless steel so we could still enjoy a little bit of Mother Russia."

…Eva's pov… As I received the cup from Alpha Nate, I could feel the warmth of his hands lingering on its surface. I held it firmly, my fingers wrapping around the delicate porcelain. It was a moment of both anticipation and trepidation. What if something went wrong? What if this ceremonial drink held a hidden meaning or a hidden consequence? My heart fluttered with nervousness, and I couldn't help but steal a side glance at Elder Ken, seeking reassurance.

“Oh my, you two are such a loving couple! Your child is already this big, yet you still get along! Even when you go out, you use the same kind of cups.” Yara’s cheeks turned red. Noah, however, looked proud. He held Yara’s hand with one hand and Leo’s hand with the other. “Of course! My mom and dad love each other very much!” Leo stayed quiet. His mind drifted as his eyes lingered on the matching cup in Yara’s hand. He was very particular about cups. Most of them made the water taste strange. But this one was different. Yasmine had spent a lot of money to have someone bring the set back from Shayton. There were two cups in a set.