Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 18- Distance
It was at this point one of the baristas, a cougar, came up to them. "i must ask you to stop arguing or take it outside; you are disturbing our other guests," she said calmly. klaus stared at lukan. lukan stared at klaus.
Escaping the Storm: Part 7
Erik checked the clock hanging above the barista fox's head, pointing out the time as a quarter to three. "right... i guess we should head off then." he scooped pieter up in his paws, stowing him in his backpack before starting towards the cafe's door.
Hotel Emperador - Chapter 6: Ascended Sun
You have skipped so many meetings as of late that i thought you had given up demon hunting and became a full-time coffee barista."
Broken Pieces. Chapter Twenty-Three.
Hell, even the barista had dipped into the back room. giving them plenty of space to be alone in. it was, at times, nice to have barrett looming over his shoulder. no one wanted to tick a nearly seven-foot-tall wolf off. “i suck dick all the time.”
Interview with: Rod_Erich
After paying for the coffee and waiting for a couple of minutes, tyler finally received his cup of heavenly caffeinated goodness, giving the barista his genuine thanks.
Breaching the Surface (TTW pt. 6)
The adorable rhino, the artist, the gamer, the nerd, the barista, the crush, the friend, his friend. his hero. peace flowed from within, raging storms just poofed out of existence, scattered to realms forgotten in his mind.
Smooth Sailing (TTW pt. 8)
Their node marked as "baristas". and able, his brother. kane did not know where to put that one. close, far? their line was dashed, tenuous, uncertain, but still there. it wasn't going anywhere either, kane wanted to make sure of that.
Prophecies
“afternoon, friends," the barista said, grinning to them. they were tall and wiry, red hair and beard shining in the bright halogen lights over the bar. “two mochas? extra whipped cream?"
Faux Fox Follies
The barista accused me of turning them into a rabbit." "i see..." calex tapped his paw against the ground as he thought. "then that's where we should start! we can search for clues on who is really behind this.
Ladder Racing, spring 2019 (Chapter 4)
Nobody cares how well their barista or mcdonalds server can monologue between modernism and postmodernism.
Building Bridges (Act1, Book1, Chapter2)
Could you see me working as a barista at a coffee shop? hell no." they came to a corner intersection. she flagged down a taxicab with a light on its roof. "look at that? twenty-four hour cab service just went you need it.
Procedurally Generated TF Plot 001
Logan couldn't help but to smile as his eyes followed the line of sean's pony tail down to the barista's apron. a super cute bow was tied just above sean's ass causing the strings to highlight the shorter male's hips and butt.