Ninja Bubble Tea Novels & Stories

NISHA After I reached home, Neetu brought me a cup of tea. "It's a special tea made by me. Try it you will feel relaxed," she chirped. "Thank you!" I replied and took the cup from her. I took a sip, and she was correct, the tea tasted amazing and it did make me feel relaxed. "The tea is amazing," I complimented her. "I told you," she winked. I smiled. She's such a bubbly and lively lady, that she made my apartment feel like home in just two days.

Stanley said. “Alright, sure.” Stanley decided to pull up by the roadside when he passed by a bubble milk tea store. He looked at the bubble milk tea francaise across the street. “Do you want some bubble milk tea?” The street was bustled with crowds, and many people were lining up in front of the bubble milk tea store. That was her favorite bubble milk tea brand. Before this, Xyla did not have an appetite for bubble milk tea at all. Nevertheless, she could not stand the temptation as she caught sight of the store.

Noel asked, typing on the chatbox below the video. “Nothing much.” The man said, scratching the back of his head. “I am just stuck with work. Help me, Noeell!” “That isn’t my problem.” Noel typed out, looking at the barista in front of him and pointed at the item on the menu on the counter. Caramel Boba tea. “Just one? Would you like whipped cream with that?” She asked, sneaking glances at him every now and then. Noel nodded and paid, taking his token, he took a seat at the corner of the café, finally turning his attention to the man on the screen, glaring at him.

Bubble tea back then was still made with non-dairy creamer, but it tasted good—a nostalgic flavor of the era. He handed her the worksheet, his attitude much gentler this time. "Please, just do this set for me. Otherwise, I don't know how to explain it to Vance." He looked genuinely pleading. Rebecca sipped the bubble tea. Since she had already accepted the drink, refusing felt awkward. She picked up the pen, took another sip, and started working through the questions. He watched from the side. His expression shifted from relief to wide-eyed astonishment and then complete disbelief. His mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

She couldn’t read him. She might’ve been very innocent, but she could sense that he was a dangerous man to fool around with. “Are you mad?” Noah chuckled. Leaning over, he grabbed a cup of bubble tea, inserted a straw into it, and handed it to her. “Here. I’m told that young ladies love these beverages.” Turning her head sideways, she said, “I’m not in the mood for a bubble tea now. Also, I’m not mad.” “Really? Then, why are your eyes so red? You look like a bunny.”

I muttered under my breath, crossing my arms. "Do you want to take a break and get something to eat?" Vander suggested as he held his hand out. Nodding my head, I gripped his hand as he pulled me up from the seat. "Do you like bubble tea?" I questioned as we exited the store and walked towards the food court they have outside by the boardwalk. There was a nice asian restaurant that served sushi and noodles along with different beverages. They had really good bubble tea there as well. "Never had it before," Vander responded as we joined the line in front of the cash register.

We got into Amara’s SUV — matte black, tinted windows, smelled like vanilla air freshener. She cranked the music — some bubbly pop song about being hot and unbothered. She sang along horribly on purpose. I laughed again. Actually laughed. She glanced over, grinning. “There she is. I knew she was in there somewhere.” The drive to town was short. We pulled up to a little boba shop with fairy lights strung across the front and a chalkboard sign that said “Buy One Get One Half Price on Strawberry Matcha.” Amara ordered for both of us — brown sugar milk tea with extra boba for her, classic milk tea with lychee jelly for me (she insisted I’d love it).

But he paid for it, which was already something. She lowered her head and took a sip. It was her first time drinking bubble tea. Chewy pearls, creamy sweetness. Surprisingly good. But her body was weak. She could never finish food. Eat too much and she would throw up. Still, she cupped the milk tea with both hands. Even if it took her all night, she would drink it. After all, it was his kindness. His way of compensating her for the bruises on her neck. Holding the cup, Evelyn leaned down toward him. Her eyes arched into a soft smile. “Nicholas, thank you. It’s really good. I’ll finish it.”

Nina thought. Nina stepped towards the kitchen table and brewed two cups of Ceylon tea to be enjoyed after eating, even though she actually didn't eat anything because Aiden ate her portion of instant noodles. "What tea do you brew?" "Ceylon!" "I don't think I bought tea stock yet, did you bring it?" "Because the tea at your house has run out, so earlier I bought it at a convenience store near here. Here's the tea, please drink it!" "Thank you!"

“Amazing! Did you make this yourself?” The lady nodded happily. “Here, give some to your friends over there.” A short woman with long hair came up to Rhina and offered her some bubble gum. “Here, this is the tastiest brand of gum you can find in New Ajens. Give some to your friends, too.” “Thanks,” Rhina said as she took the gum. More people rose from their seats and came to the three travelers. “Want a cigarette? You can have the whole box if you want.” A man in a miner’s jacket handed Ishida a red box labeled, “Cherry.”