Coffee on Wednesdays
A barista passed, and he nodded at her. he'd have the usual, as always. "i did have a few chores to take care of on the way." "an hours worth?" "well, i had a few friends to catch up with." steve leaned back and shook his head.
Eyes on the Prize
The mare took the slips of paper from all her friends, mixing them all together in an empty paper coffee cop she had grabbed from the barista.
At Stone Hill
Set after year of the dragon, gavin the barista dragon serves coffee to the residents of the forgotten worlds. it was a bright and sunny day in the stone hills. gavin the dragon is serving coffee to some of the residents from the forgotten worlds.
Binging
"good afternoon, barista" garret winked, "i'll have a vanilla latte. and your number." "oh, mister, i'm afraid i'm already engaged. long distance, but still faithful." garret snorted. "i sure would hope so." discretly, their lips met.
Home for the Holidays
"happy holidays," the young barista chirped -- her smile was so friendly that when he answered the same way he almost meant it sincerely. "thanks! whatcha having?" "a coffee... maybe? what's good?"
Horsetits: A Tale of Excess - Main Ending
Just long enough to have... what... three coffee breaks and a vigorous romp with tatianna, and the hunky barista, before the tired lil' birdie went home? plenty of time for work!
A Stranger to Trust
Melissa had just been a curious barista in daniel's employment who heard about a mutual, mutual friend going through some drama. "anyway," i steered back on topic, "the answer is still no." "zack, c'mon!"
100K Raffle Prize 1 : MiloMesmer
The chest-nut furred mule deer couldn’t even see a barista behind the counter, let alone any customers… or the friend he was supposed to meet. “hello? anyone there?” no response. well, at least those big, comfy looking couches were free.
Opening That Door
Felicia beamed at the offer, and scanned the menu hanging over the barista counter for just a moment. a few minutes later, carnelian came back with a chai latte for her. she slid it to the younger woman and asked, “any questions for me?”
Twister, twister!
His name was alden, an apprentice barista at the local coffee shop. and he never thought he'd find himself lost, out in this mud hole. he leaned against tree, some of the roots uprooted at its base; its branches reminiscent of skeletal fingers.
Beans and Dreams
"promise, it's nothing but professional poise from this barista," i declared, though the thrumming of my heart at the thought of a certain patron suggested otherwise.
A Potion of Exponential Growth
There was a large set of arches that she had to walk through, and a red carpet that took her to the barista that seated her outside on the patio - her normal spot.