Minuman Long Ellen Novels & Stories

Ellen who had been watching opened her mouth in awe. "I wish I understood too. If you don't mind, can you get me a cup of coffee. I really need it. I'm fûcking nervous and I need that to cool down" "No problem. I understand" Ellen giggled and left. Minutes later, Ellen came back with a opened cup of coffee. "That actually an instant coffee. I brewed that with the office coffee maker" "Thank you, Ellen" Chloe smiled and stretched her hand to collected from her but unfortunately, the cup jerked and the content ended up pouring over her shirt.

"Five shots of Long Island Iced Tea. If you can't finish them, you will face a punishment," the female hostess assisting Nicholas read aloud from the sign. Charlotte exclaimed, "Five shots?!" She couldn't believe that they had to drink five shots of Long Island Iced Tea. That seemed like a daunting task. Eli, showing no mercy, chuckled. "Just five shots? Nicholas can handle a thousand shots!" Nicholas, with a playful smile in his eyes, elbowed Eli, who was about to speak. "No, I can't even handle one."

My mom settles back into her chair and places the sunglasses back on her face before she answers, "He left to play some golf while I napped." Dad provides a great buffer, but since he's not at my disposal I'm forced to take option two for relief. Distance. The were-doctor walks away from the bar toward the secondary pool behind us, and it's time to make my move. I stand from my chair and allow the beach towel to fall to the ground behind me. "What about those drinks?" At the mention of alcohol Elena perks up. She hasn't been twenty-one long. "Get me one of those Long Islands with the cute umbrellas. A pink one!"

Oh gods, no. Because she’s right. The awkward flirting, the misunderstandings, the weird tension… Most of it happened inside Ellen’s Diner. A front row seat. She had a front row seat to all our drama. Even Dominicus lets out a small, huffing laugh—barely more than a breath, but there’s a smile tugging at his lips. Eleanor walks to the side of the room where a ceramic kettle rests on a little iron stand. Probably in a bid to get something to do, she decides to get the tea herself and not have it magically appear in front of us. “Would either of you like some more tea?”

There were many attendees. But Ellen wasn’t particularly close to most of them. After making small talk for a while, she retreated to the side to eat. As Ella nibbled on a small cake, she asked, “Ellen, isn’t there even one you like?” “No.” Ellen shook her head. “I’m just here to appease my dad.” “Got it. I’ll keep your secret,” Ella smiled. While they were chatting, a young man approached. “Miss Wood, my name is Tyler Hemsworth. May I have the honor of a drink with you?” he asked politely.

"Ma'am, would you like something to drink?" tanong ng magandang stewardess sa kanya. Tumango si Mina habang ngumingiti nang matipid. "A bottle of cold mineral water, please," tugon niya. "What about snack? We're still two hours away to our destination." Isinulat ng babae ang kanyang order at ang seat number sa dalang notepad. "No snack, thank you." Ipinahinga niya ang kanyang mga mata nang umalis na ang kausap. Nanghahapdi ang mga iyon dahil madaling-araw na siyang nakatulog kagabi.

He said and hung up the call. Ellen smiled while staring at her phone screen." Luna,we are happy for you?" The chief maid said to her while smiling and she returned their smiles. 'I need to tell Damien this?" She thought and stood up but was stopped by a chief maid. "My Luna, please eat something." She pleaded and Ellen sat down reluctantly and began to munch the food into her mouth. "Drink some juice." The chef maid said again and she took the glass in front of her and took a sip but noticed a strange scent.

“Live dangerously, huh?” “I totally will,” Annie said, feeling wicked. “I’ll accept a glass, with thanks.” “Done.” Elise turned to the others. “Champagne all around?” “Coffee for me, please,” Naomi said. “A latté, if you have it.” “We have it and coming right up. The rest of you?” It was bubbly for everyone else, so Elise nodded at her assistant Colin. The man dashed off, and returned within minutes with chilled Champagne in elegant flutes with the longest, slimmest, most delicate stems that the women had ever seen.

Her mother explains. "Well, if you don't want tea, let me grab some tequila." Ellen was about to get up from her position, when Mrs. Rose cut her in. "Don't bother." "Oh don't tell me Mrs. Rose that you only drink wine! Is it too improper for you to have a shot of tequila, huh?" Ellen laughs, mocking the lady. "Woman, let loose!" Mrs. Rose, clearly remembers the day she found out about Ellen visiting some random adult clubs. It was a shocking event for her as Ellen always looked like the perfect version of their grandmother, at least to the family.

Williamson trailed off again. “You were like fuck it, I’m calling in,” Matt finished for him. “Yes,” he admitted. “The girls fixed this orange pineapple type drink called a mimosa. It had champagne in it, too. It was good. We fed each other sausage, bacon, and pancakes. Syrup . . . mysteriously got all over us, so all three of us jumped in the shower again,” Williamson said and leaned his head back. Matt didn’t know what to say. No wonder Williamson called in.