Mha Cafe Novels & Stories

Nang sinabi sa isang article na binasa ko kanina tungkol sa MAV cafe na maganda nga at satisfying ang pagpunta dito ay hindi ko inakalang higit pa pala sa salitang ‘satisfying’ ang lugar na ito. I went to some cafe before. Kapag napipilitang sumama sa mga kagrupo ko na ayos daw magmeeting sa mga ganitong lugar. Why didn’t I know about this? Inside the cafe, it is divided into three sections: The dining area, the study area and the leisure and entertainment area. Sa study area ay isa lamang ang nakita kong taong nandoon, mukhang may hinihintay lang. Sa Dining area ay maraming tao lalo na sa entertainment area. Kahit malapit nang sumilip ang buwan ay lalo yatang nadadagdagan ang mga tao dito.

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.

From outside, the cafe building looks like a luxurious cafe for enjoying food, but inside, the cafe provides sexy female service. Madame Moza is a hidden brothel owner who is very clever at hiding her business. "Okay, come in, but give your boss the registration deposit first in the administration section." Jian snapped his fingers then walked and Yusa followed. Not only young girls walking around wearing sexy clothes but also a collection of famous models from various entertainment industries. Yusa didn't expect that there would be many top models working in this cafe selling their bodies. "Registration f*e for VIP members, eighty million, sir."

From our university to her aunt shop is almost twenty minutes " Shasha remind them . " Then , uncle had to send the food to the university first then to the central hospital . " Ah Teck seriously worried about An Lin's uncle health . " No need . Owh I forgot ... the cafe near the boy's dorm . Isn't it belong to one of our senior . That senior Young . He is the fourth year student now . The cafe is twenty four hours but in only sell hot drinks ,soft drinks and instant noodles. It's not cafe it's more like he opens them to print works , rent a computer either to play game or doing work like that. " Gray suddenly memorize something.

On a whim, we ducked into the little cafe whose sign proudly proclaimed, "World's Best Hot Chocolate" So far, I was inclined to agree with the description. I looked around the cozy space and smiled. The cafe was called Rouge, and the interior consisted of varying shades of red. Red leather booths, red velvet rugs on the floor, and the walls were also painted a lighter shade of the same color. It should have been overwhelming but strangely, it was comforting. "And how is your coffee?" I asked Michael with a teasing grin, "It surely can't be as good as what Isabella and I ordered."

My feet tapping against the leg of the small mahogany table, I check my phone to see if there are any text messages. Nope, nothing. My guest should be on time, I'm just early. Looking around the café, I'm glad this place was picked. I'm sitting in the middle of The Purple Hare, a rustic and inviting mahogany infused restaurant in the middle of Chelsea. Packed to the brim with drunk and merry locals clad in wintry garb, the woody and earthy ambience mixed with the smell of Guinness, grilled steak and mashed potatoes makes the place feel like a second home almost.

Entering the room, the tidy, humble living room came into view, decorated with two couches and a table she had bought from F******k Marketplace at a really cheap price. But these different-colored couches weren't what made her stumble, but the man sitting on them. Carlo. The bastard. Anger erupted in her chest, but the sight of Marco, who was sitting at the side, made her keep her cool. She glanced at him. "Go eat some." Marco stood up, taking the cake while winking meaningfully at her. "Uh, I will excuse you two lovebirds then."

The booths are scattered, here and there but it's cute. They sat down at the far end of the shop, where the big window that shows the perfect view of Maitama, Abuja is. "Are you ready to order now or later?" Mashkur asked, when the waiter came to their booth to take orders with his small notepad. "I'm starving," she rolled her eyes before checking the menu that's on the table. "Just, Crispy Garlic Baked Potato Wedges and Coke please." she smiled at the waiter. "Okay, how about you sir?" the waiter yawed his gaze back from the beautiful lady to the man with amused eyes.

He sat on the sofa with his head bowed, pulling out his phone to send a message to Andy. "Jack, please purchase a cup of coffee and a cake from the nearest store and ensure they are impeccably prepared. Make it quick!" Milky Cafe, renowned as the most upscale café in the city, boasted a single cup of coffee priced at over 200 dollars, surpassing even the luxury of Starbucks. Jack was taken aback upon receiving the message. "h*ly, Mr. Dickson sent me a message, and it's handwritten!" John, hearing the commotion, hurried over to inquire. "What's going on? What did Mr. Dickson instruct?"

~••Ava••~ The dining room of Aleksei's penthouse is like him. Cold, dark and lifeless. Only that he isn't lifeless but heartless. I watched him as he settled himself down at the black head of the chair. The rest of the chairs were black. I took a seat directly opposite him on the other side as the maid servants came to set the dining table. I stared at the food on my plate. It was healthy and everything everyone would want but it made me nauseous. I didn't want to eat anything from this man's hand.