Clouds Cafe Novels & Stories

If there was one thing he was worried about, it was probably that he had not given her enough! "I know," Serenity smiled. "But enough about that. Let's just enjoy ourselves for now. Lisa told me there's a good cafe nearby that sells delicious cakes. Let's go try it out! If the cakes are as good as they're hyped up to be, we can buy back a few slices for Micah and Jackie to try." "Okay," Jackson responded before following Serenity into the cafe. The cafe had just gone viral on the internet recently, so it was quite crowded inside, full of youngsters wearing hip and trendy clothes.

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.

Gibbous Flat White for Levine, Short Macchiato Lune for Huxley, Cappuccino Pink Moon for Krysyle, Mocha New Moon for Michane, Red Blood Salted Caramel for me, and Crescent Americano for Clint. “The usual coffee?” Clint asked, popping out of the blue. I smiled at him and answered, “Yeah, it’d be a cold night for us. So I made these.” “Mari, remember 2 movies tonight. But if you can’t manage, it’s okay to close the cafe by 8 pm. We have to go now.” I said and left the cafe with Clint. He’s been driving for a while now and it’s already lunch. We went to a drive-thru and decided to park and eat for a little while and he started driving again.

But before the nurse could, Zikki caught sight of Miranda. .... Noah's café, nestled in the heart of town, beckoned to all who passed by. It was renowned for its scrumptious banana cake, the kind that made your taste buds dance with joy. Stepping inside, one was transported to the vibrant streets of New Orleans, as the owner had carefully crafted the café's interior with his memories of the city. Mornings and mid-days saw the café bustling with activity, the aroma of coffee wafting through the air, while the evenings were a bit quieter, as the day wound down. The story of how the café came to be was a charming one, filled with unexpected twists and turns.

As we leave the office everyone's eyes are on us. When we walk through the door into a cafe I've never seen before, my mouth gapes open. "What is this place? And weren't we supposed to go to the red carpet event?" I asked, my eyes drinking in the cuteness of the place. "Soon- we have to make an appearance here first. And to answer your first question; it's called ‘Love Cafe’." "This place is just so cute!" I squealed with excitement. "At least one of us likes it," he remarked and looked around the restaurant. "I bought it a month ago when my financial advisor suggested it might be a good investment."

The moment we stepped inside, I could hear the faint sound of "You should see me in a crown by Billie Eilish." The whole place smelt like coffee beans which totally made sense cause it seemed like this people grinded the beans every minute. We made our way to a counter and the girl that was standing there smiled at us. "Welcome to Kitty's Cafe. What would you like to have today?" She asked beaming with smiles. The smile looks practiced though. I mean, why not? She has to smile every day.

“No styrofoam cups in sight.” Ten minutes later. At “CAFFÈ ÉTOILE”, a café so pretentious it served lattes in wine glasses and charged for Wi-Fi, we took a seat under a chandelier that probably cost more than my old apartment. The barista came over and gave us that broke-student side-eye, but I calmly handed over three shiny pennies. Elsa's eyes widened. “Krystal… tell me you didn’t rob a museum.” “Nope,” I said, sipping my oat milk lavender espresso. “I just found a bunch of pennies.”

Epilogue: Two Years Later POV: Noah The café was quiet, a hidden gem tucked away on a cobblestone side street in the heart of the Marais. The air inside was a rich blend of dark roast coffee, steamed milk, and the buttery, sweet scent of freshly baked brioche that seemed to seep from the very walls. Outside, a soft, persistent rain misted the windowpanes, blurring the world into a watercolor painting of grey stone and muted green awnings. The morning was slow, warm, and profoundly human. It was a world away from the gleaming, high-stakes pressure of their lives.

What mattered most to him right now was meeting Alice and getting an explanation from her. "Oh my God, Al, when was the last time we came here?" Alice exclaimed with enthusiasm at 21 Factory Caffe. Their favorite cafe since high school. This place held many beautiful memories for both of them. This was where they used to hang out when skipping school. The cafe offered a variety of ice creams, coffee, and other delicious foods. What made them feel comfortable in this cafe was that it was open 24/7. So, spending an entire day there was not a problem for them.

It’s just that it’s good to get out of the house and have a breath of fresh air. “We are here!”. Derrick said as he packed the car. “Thank you Derrick. Do you want to go in with us?”. I asked him as I alighted from the car. “No, I'm fine, I will just wait here!”. Derrick replied back. “If you say so!”. I responded and Rose, Lisa and I started making our way towards the cafe. The cafe is painted white and sky blue. Even the security guard outfit is sky blue in color. Once we entered the cafe, I understood why it is called “the sky cafe”. The ceiling of the cafe looks as if it’s the sky itself. Heck the whole cafe looks as if it’s the sky itself. The tables, chairs and lights bulbs are made in