Choleric
She cleared her throat and turned her attention to the waiting barista. the barista, a mink, grinned cheekily at moongaze. "he's cute, huh?" she murmured, tilting her head toward the male jaguar across the room.
Nice to Seat You Ch 1.3
Taking this opportunity, tulip turned to the barista. "may i have a tall coconut milk vanilla latte, two squirts of strawberry flavor, please." "sure thing, miss tulip!"
Alexander's Accounts - Part 19
A morning café with a dreamy barista stood here. cafés are the one solace of the modern millennial-type graphic design so prevalent on earth and its souless corporations. i say hi to the barista, a short werewolf zoned out.
Which Way To Tallahassee?
The baristas catch up, leaving the mothers and telephone operators behind. sindy, at this point, is chewing on her claws.
Second Polar Night Fic
That's how i got the funds for the sylvia despiste being a barista." "then you fucked him, didn't you?" at this point both of them bit their lips, garret's tail wagging and stefan smirking. "oh yes, he was quite packin'.
Refills
The business had remained staunchly unaffected by the economic trend to turn everything into a drive-through or an app-only system where customer and barista don't even have the chance (or desire?)
Café Cat-astrophy
The barista behind the small register booth gave me a frightened look as soon as we stepped inside.
Resolutions - Part 1 - January
The menu was on a large chalk board behind a counter with baristas in lab coats and goggles on their foreheads. the skunk at the register took my order and i got a croissant sandwich and some chai tea.
xar (casual)
Xar frequented this establishment far more than he cared to admit, and this was for one reason only: a certain barista. he'd yet to work up the courage to utter more than a few pleasantries and orders to the kaaraa, however.
Fate.
He offered the barista a very small smile as he walked up to the counter. "hello, welcome to kaleidoscope café. my name is mary. can i get you anything?" she asked with a smile.
Bold Coffee
He practically threw the money at the barista and tried to shove the leonid out the door. at this point, the lion had to duck under the main doors as well, his shirt riding up, exposing his toned midsection.
Pride Sundae
The barista said. "yes" tj said, paying and grabbing the two sundaes. he walked over to sydney, who was watching the parade floats. until his sensitive nose got a whiff of the ice cream, at least. "oh, they look even better in person!"