Second Wave Coffee & Books 소설 & 이야기

He hands a cup of coffee to one of the women waiting at the counter. "Hi, uh." Tipping back on my heels a bit I ponder. "I don't know... What do you recommend?" "De Double Trouble," a feminine voice with a heavy New York drawl chip in. I turn my torso a bit, catching sight of a slim woman walking up to the cart. She has a rolled up yoga mat slung under her arms. "You seem like a nutella kinda guy," "In some ways," offering a small smile, I shift over slightly so she has a space to stand in. "The trouble part is what got me though so... I guess I'll have that then,"

And the time needed meant eighteen-hour days with two different employers and working on ideas for my little slice of the pie. But the combination cozy bistro and book shop was all mine. Bottega's Bistro and Books had a catchy ring, at least in my opinion. "I'm so glad. How's everything going? Wait, before you tell me. Take a look at that hottie over there. Isn't he something special?" Emily leaned further over the table, licking her lips as she gazed at the other side of the café.

From the soft music playing over the speakers to the end of the cafe was a shelf full of books, Café Sugar was a colourful place with the booths matching the red flooring and the designs of red and white blotches on the walls. A waitress came up to take our orders and her jaw dropped. “No freaking way! Caden Booker?!” She squealed. “Oh my God, it's my first time meeting you…” I interrupted her with a sigh. “I'd prefer it if you take our orders and not fondle over my fiance.” Her cheeks heated and she nodded softly. “I'm sorry about that, Mr. Asher.” While taking a sip of water, I shot a glare at Mark to order after I ordered a cup of cappuccino and strawberry-flavoured chocolate for Caden.

“Thank you for letting me stay here.” “No need to thank me,” he said quietly. “As long as you remember your place.” He didn’t say it cruelly—but the words landed heavy in my chest all the same. “I understand,” I whispered. He studied me for a long second before taking a sip of his coffee. “Good.” Silence. Only the ticking of the wall clock and the sound of our breathing filled the room. I knew I should look away—shouldn’t let myself get pulled in—but there was something about him that felt inescapable, like gravity itself.

I don't know my destination yet, I'll know along the way. --- I order a coffee and take a seat at the farthest corner in the cafe. I got a book from the café library, it's a book about wellness. I try reading it, but I can't focus. I could have just stayed in the library, but I didn't. Nevertheless, I stared at the first page without reading anything, and soon conversations caught my attention, and I fell back into my pattern. A woman is being discriminated against because she isn't fit to be in the café. Another who believes she's entitled to determine class keeps saying she'll call the cops.

“Do you think the bookstore next to Wixon still has it?” Valencia leaned on the kitchen counter near the sink, tapping her fingers on the ceramic surface. “Yeah, trust me the last time I visited that bookstore down on 2nd street was 2 days ago. it was a recent visit so I’m sure they still have a few left in the Non-fiction section.” The voice on the phone said.

May as well live through the characters in the books. After a couple hours of reading. I get up throw on a simple matching brown sweat set. Grab my bag, hitting the kitchen up for a plain muffin and apple for breakfast. Setting off, for my first day. I hit up the local Coffeehouse ‘Glazes Coffee Co’. Out of the 17 coffee shops on campus this one was hands down my favourite. Tucked behind the Psychology building. It’s perfect, playing the same music I have coursing through my AirPods with the best atmosphere for studying and catching up and don’t get my started on their ham and cheese croissant it’s heaven in a box, literally. I would marry it, if I could.

She still couldn't believe that she had managed to escape the suspicion of the Lewd Demon. ‘This is like a suicide mission. I have to leave this company as soon as possible.’ While thinking hard, Kara prepared hot water and a cup. However, as soon as she opened the cupboard, her focus was diverted. The row of jars in front of her were labeled with the names of the days. Black Ivory coffee for Monday, Finca El Injerto for Tuesday, Saint Helena for Wednesday, Hacienda La Esmeralda for Thursday, and Luwak coffee for Friday. The contents of that cupboard cost more than her monthly salary!

Ashley slightly nodded, gave a little signal, and then walked to her small shop first. To advance the clothing store, Ashley opened a bookstore beside the clothing store. That way, students who come to read books at the bookstore can become clothing consumers' targets. Ashley set aside an area in the bookstore and turned it into a small coffee bar. In this way, there will be not only a place to rest and read but also more means of making money. Ashley welcomed Zaryn Vogt into the door, asked her to sit down, then turned around and went to make coffee by herself.

Since Sherly's best friend is pregnant, she doesn't want her to travel too far. The ambiance of the café that they chose was really good and relaxing. The smell of the coffee inside makes them feel even more relaxed. Since then, both of them have been fans of coffee, and whenever they had time and money, they would buy a cup of coffee for each other. The cafe's relaxing ambiance immediately embraced Sherly and Solace as they finally found a moment to catch up amidst their busy lives. This may not be the first time they are away from each other, but they still can't get used to it. Solace, heavily pregnant, cradled her cup of tea while Sherly, her fingers tapping lightly on the table, couldn'