Tk Cafe Novels & Stories

Enough time for a quick meal and a cup of coffee. "Do you like coffee?" he asked. Keyara shook her head. "Well, who doesn't like coffee? You're unique, miss!" "My stomach can't handle coffee, but I can still have a cup of tea," Keyara replied. "You're a unique girl. You can't handle alcohol, and now you can't handle coffee. But, now you can enjoy your breakfast. The pancakes are very delicious," Grey said. "That's okay," Keyara replied, eager to enter the cafe. Her stomach had been growling for a while now.

Though, the difference between the taverns and this place, was the feeling it gave off. The tavern in his previous world felt more rustic and is a place people of any background to some and mingle. The walls and furniture are simple brown and sturdy wood, the air is arid with the smell of booze, and people won’t be able to tell who is who given the dim surroundings. This unknown place, instead, felt like a fusion between a five-star hotel and a tavern. It felt more like a high-end restaurant, but with an interior design of a tavern. Kazal snapped out from his pondering, when he saw a hand reaching out to his view. A metallic sound like something was placed on the shiny wooden ground was hear

The staff at the entrance noticed Samuel's presence and walked over to him with the leaflets. He wanted to know if the punch just now was too forceful or if the tofu repair project in the cafe was too poor quality. This was a good opportunity for experimenting. The Taekwondo club usually had sandbags. If he tried again, he would know what was going on. "Do you have sandbags?" Samuel asked. "Of course there is. This is the infrastructure. We are a very famous Taekwondo club in Cloud City. How can there not be one?" The staff member said.