Starbucks Stories Novels & Stories

He closed his eyes, sighed and walked away. Me and Brit looked at each other knowingly and laughed entering the store. “Welcome to Starbucks what can I get you?” The brown-haired girl says behind the counter with a smile. “3 Cappuccino's please” Brit ordered. Right as she ordered I suddenly felt a feeling, a weird feeling as if my life will no longer be the same, but I showered down the feeling like any normal person would. “Person for 3 Cappuccino’s!” The worker called out. Brit raised her hand and went and collected them. Me and Alex took ours and made our way back to the car.

Patricia replied with a laugh, closing the door behind her. She arrived damn late and was quick to point the finger at Starbucks for her tardiness. According to her, they had her waiting for what seemed like an eternity for her beloved mocha, and to top it off, they didn't even get her order right. And as if that wasn't enough, she managed to spill her drink all over some poor chap's fancy suit, blaming Starbucks once again for their slippery floors. The nerve of those baristas, making her lose both time and money!

"Where did you get a cup of coffee this size?" "Starbucks," he responds, like he didn't just say the last thing I expected to hear. "It's the only place ye can get a trente." I stare at him like he's lost his mind. "How do you know they have trentes?" "Everyone knows they have trentes." Maybe it's the exhaustion, but I'm so confused. "You don't like Starbucks, Da. It's a chain and according to you, they help contribute to the rising cost of living and ultimate demise of the state of the economy."

She hasn’t been given back the card with the five thousand dollar limit yet and she hasn’t had a chance to use the card that Munya gave her either. Nurse Mary makes a call and soon Sophia arrives with a very warm jacket for Anna. She waits for Anna to take a shower and heads out to Starbucks with her. It’s been years since Anna was at a Starbucks. There was one in Durban but she didn’t go there with Munya and when she was in Australia she had been too young to be into coffee. Anna thinks about the things that she could try out. Are pumpkin spice lattes still there? Chai lattes? Oreo double shot something cappuccino? She doesn’t know the terminology. She never worked in a cafe and the restaur

“But I’m not letting you do it alone.” Muntik na akong matunaw doon! “Sean—” “No arguments.” “Bossy.” “Correct.” Dumiretso kami ng Starbucks, tahimik 'yung paligid habang golden 'yung sikat ng araw sa salamin ng café. May ilang students na nag-aaral din, may couples, may freelancers na mukhang tatlong araw nang hindi umuuwi at kaming dalawa? Mukhang magiging permanent residents!

After completing the order, she sent Shawn a screenshot of the purchase and an additional message: "I ordered two cups of coffee for you, one for you and one for Mr. Luke. Maybe this will help you wake up better than the coffee at your company." Starbucks coffee may be slightly on the expensive side. She usually only ordered it when she was extremely fatigued. The bitterness of Starbucks coffee was what made it the ideal choice for awakening one's senses, at least from her perspective. It should work well for Shawn too, shouldn't it? Will Shawn be happy about this? Shouldn't he be delighted? Well, he should be, right?!" After some moments of gloom, Shawn picked up his phone and replied to Iv

He bowed mockingly. "Can you two just leave me alone?" I stared at them. "Yeah,sure," Lucas shrugged. "Thank you," I breathed out and walked to the cafeteria. I sighted Scott and Ivy at a table and I walked towards them. I settled beside Ivy. "What took you so long?" She whined. "I met a distraction on the way." I replied as I picked up her Coke. "Distraction?" I told them the whole Luke episode and they listened. "So, he walked you back to school?"

“Nо, wе dо it аll thе tіmе whеn wе’rе ѕаt in Starbucks, аnd FYI, уоu ever need to fіnd a guу, thаt’ѕ уоur hotspot.” I grimaced at his wоrdѕ. The оnlу thing I wаntеd tо рісk uр аt Stаrbuсkѕ wаѕ a саrаmеl lаttе. “Do уоu fіnd mаnу mеn іn thеrе?” A huge grіn ѕрrеаd асrоѕѕ hіѕ face. “Sweetie, I’vе hаd more mеn thаn coffees.”

"Very few. Valentino and I go back many years." I choked on my own spit. "Valentino? Like, the one the store is named after?" "Yes." While I brewed over this information, he led me over to a Starbucks booth. He ordered an americano and an iced caramel macchiato. The barista handed over the drinks and he offered the iced drink to me. My mouth watered at the caramel drizzle visible through the creamy coffee. "How did you know?" I asked. "And thanks, again."

They named it after me and I'm just so proud that the coffee shop sounds like mine. Grabdma Fuchsia and Grandpa Martes lives at the third floor of that shop during business days and closes the shop every summer. People at the Rue City were Strawberry's Coffee Shop is located turns into a sad community every time summer hits the year because Grandma closes the shop to held a general cleaning and annual renovation.