Lucy's Christmas Wish - SHORT STORY
Sliding it towards her he rapidly assembled the box with the coffee shop's logo on it, a perfect latte with a coffee bean made out of the foam.
Vagabond - A Pride Month Story
I wanted to get a latte before you got here and then i got caught in a conversation with someone..." "heh," i laughed with a shrug as we kept going up and up. "you always miss my messages online, you know.
chapter five
**character a** is incredibly demanding and has no problem letting an assistant go for something as trivial as using sugar instead of splenda in their latte, but **character b** is determined to wow **character a** with their focus and relentless drive to
Sheath x Felix PON Ch 7
He murmurs, picking up a menu, "carmel latte, lavender frappe, a cinna-slurp?" i pick up my own menu and point to the strongest looking beverage on the menu. it is an espresso shot called the mint mocha bomb. "let's get this."
Striped Candy. Chapter 3.
“i call it… tiger foam latte surprise." he just grinned toothily, waiting for jeff to take a sip of it. only after did he ask if he enjoyed it or not. “it's really damn good." jeff chuckled, a bit flushed in the cheek thinking nothing about the name.
Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 17- Black Hope
latte. mocha. what? what the hell? so many... lukan still hated his indecisiveness! "i have no fucking idea!" nate giggled. "okay, then let me pick for you. would you rather have something bitter, or sweet?" "sweet, of course, are you nuts?"
Supernova: Prelude, Arc 2, Chapter 3
He handed me a latte and croissant--the place the analyst went to didn't offer tartines. the new teams were to arrive shortly, though bernard already seemed to be drained. reports had to be filed, orders distributed, and people directed.
Tales from the BellHunterVerse Ch1
"what do they do in that garage 'side from sippin' latte's and checkin' their phones all day?" the wolf spat. "probably only said that cause they're tryin' to piss me off." lance rolled his eyes.
Morning Walk
"got myself some mocha latte and a chilidog." ross said as he jumped down, making sure his food was fine and intact. despite this, the coyote is hundred feet taller even while seated so trent had to crouch down significantly.
Escaping the Storm: Part 7
He glanced down to the tabletop, meeting pieter's gaze from beside the empty red cup that had contained his latte. "sorry?" "wow, you were a million miles away there!" "must have been," he chuckled, rubbing his eyes quickly.
Opportunity paralysis
“well, yeah,” i say, turning my untouched latte around in a circle on the dinged-up tabletop. “i told myself i’d come up here and finish my transition.” “‘finish’?” i squint up at her, fearing a trap.
Hope
Shaking off the thought, she returned her attention to her friend, who had paused in his talking to sip from his chai latte, both picking up their pace to make the crossing signal ahead.