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Set your story in a coffee shop that’s just introduced a new line of autumnal drinks.

Posted in Fall on Oct 26, 2022

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   Irina lives alone now, which is ideal. Except last night, when she watched a psychological thriller, some dream-sequence cinema with melting wax heads and ants crawling from orifices and twisted whispering voices. She couldn’t tell you the plot. She couldn’t tell you what it all meant. But she couldn’t sleep after. The scary little movie scenes wormed into the backs of her eyelids. She regretted living so far from Jake then, but by morning, she doesn’t. It would have made her feel like a child, crying to him about a monster...

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Drunk on Coffee

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By Caden Hill,   “Gimme the next one!” Tyler roared. He was on his fourth drink so far, and had vowed on #3 that he would get past seven.“Ok, I’ll give you this one, but ya gotta promise it’s the last one. Just quit the dare.” Louis was not so enthused about his friend’s caffeine high.“What are you talking about? Last one? I’m only just getting started!”Tyler snatched the latte from Louis’s hand and began pouring it into his mouth, promoting an “Eeeew!” from the third person at the table.“Who the heck names their fall-themed c...

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Mother Knows Best

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There is no point in coming.His hands burned with a nervous shake that couldn’t seem to leave his body. Such an insane urge to just grab the nearest chair and smash it into a million splinters, but that would get him kicked off the grounds. They would all look at him, judge him as he was forcefully pulled from his seat in the middle of the cafe.She isn’t here yet. There is time to run.His eyes scanned the different nurses and residents that passed by his table. Some had familiar faces, but never did he ask the name of any of them. He preferr...

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The Lesson of the Daidai

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The afternoon came slowly, like a young blossom turning glory red in the dusk. The coffee shop was dark inside and time seemed to run slower, like the heat had taken time in hand and stretched it out. Outside the street was busy and chilled with cold rain, but inside it was gently warm, quiet, and peaceful. Avery finished pouring daidai batter into muffin tins, slid them into the oven, and pushed her short hair back from her face. She stood for a moment behind the counter with her hands on her hips. There were few people inside the Star...

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The Autumnal Sun

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A few weeks was all it took before the once clear skies and lively sun had faded into a grey mass hanging overhead. Each day’s forecast warned of a chance of rain small enough to warrant not bringing an umbrella, but large enough to leave you romping around in wet socks and a homemade puddle on the off chance the clouds felt a little too temperamental. The outside world sat at a temperature too cold to enjoy, but too warm to have an excuse for staying inside all day. I sat near the edge of the store and stared out the window beside me. ...

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Oh, How Low People Can Go

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Author’s Note: I don’t know if anyone has noticed, but normally I don’t use dialogue tags. In this story, I am trying to use them every once in a while. Please let me know if it worked or not! Thanks!Joy Freeman put her silver Grand Cherokee in park, pulled the key out of ignition. After grabbing her purse, she opened the car door and stepped out. The cold breeze immediately hit her face--she pulled her jacket tighter around her. With a blank look on her face, Joy walked to the entrance doors of the cafe in front of her. An older man came si...

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Saving the Fate of Coffee Express

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Saving the Fate of Coffee Express By: Haripriya  “Do you think... people are going to visit our coffee shop?” I asked, looking at my mom. “I know that people are going to come... it’s just that, maybe right now is not our time.” my mom told me, trying not to sound worried. “No one has been coming to our café for almost a month!! We are losing that much money! MOM!!" I paused glanced at my mom, angrily, who had a blank expression on her face, staring in to nowhere,  "Are you eve...

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Coffee Shop Girl

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James “Good morning everyone!  We will be announcing the autumn specials in just a moment. Here we go!  First up is a vanilla cream, next our pumpkin spice latte, and my favorite the cinnamon swirl!”  the girl in the coffee shop announced.  She is so beautiful.  We actually go to school together. Her name is Lilly.  I have liked her but I am scared of rejection.  I ordered a vanilla cream coffee to go so I won't be late for school.  Mondays am I right? I made it in like a few seconds.  Phew!&nbs...

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Pumpkin Spice

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I walk down the street, putting my hands in my coat pockets. The leaves fall all around me, some getting stuck in my hair. As I slowly untangle them from my hair, I am once again struck by the beauty of this season. The smells and sounds comfort me, the children running around me fill my heart with some joy. But the pit in my stomach only increases at the prospect of seeing him. Elijah. He’s always there in Café Caffeine. I sometimes think that he sleeps there. We have lived in the same neighbourhood for the entirety of our ...

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Wrongful Conviction

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"The line's out the door, boss!" Someone yells from the kitchen. My hands are scrambling to make an espresso faster than they ever have.Trina's mopping up a spill on the floor.Hames is helping Col figure out how to make one of the new drinks.The soft bustle of the morning floats in the air. Multiple yawns are passed around the room. People waiting for work. People waiting for coffee. People waiting for pumpkin spice lattes. Not very patiently, but that's what's special about it.Every year around this time, it can be felt in the air. The stil...

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Cheat Day

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You’re not supposed to be here, Mandy thought to herself as her Jeep crept slowly into a parking stall in front of her favorite coffee shop. She had expected the brick facade to fill her with comfort, like a reunion with an old friend, but what she felt was more akin to deja vu. A passing familiarity, the sense that she’d been there before in a dream. In the past, it had been a weekly destination for her. Every Sunday, on Cheat Day, she bought a large latte with whipped cream on top and curled up on the couch with a good book for at least an...

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Brewing

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Esmerelda parked her broom and hopped off, running her fingers through her dark, windswept hair. Pointing her warted chin, she marched over to the front of the coffee shop where Hettie stood waiting.“Morning, Es,” said Hettie, smiling. She was bald, with skin as green as the lily pads down by the pond. She wore a black cloak with a name tag pinned over her heart. “Heard good things about this one.”“Hmph,” huffed Esmerelda. She wanted to go to the cafe on Wycamore Road, but Hettie insisted they give the new shop a chance.Hettie wagged her fin...

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Burn the F*cking House Down: Episode 2

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“And what time is it again, Wizz?”“Coffee time?”“No, dipshit. Not yet. Way to ruin the surprise, as usual.”“Oh, is this where I’m supposed to say the title of our show? You never specify, Paul.”"We talked about this, Wizz––""You know I'm not good with this type of crap––"“Jesus. Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for––““Burn the F*cking House Down!”“You have got to be kidding me.”“What? Just doing my job, Paul.”“Folks, this is what I have to deal with. Every day. Every second. What a life.”“Alright, folks, a quick announcement before we dive in...

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Cyrus's Coffee Date

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Cyrus, King of the magical hidden island of Elpida, glares at the mirror in front of him, frowning. Earlier, he asked his adviser Allan Emerson to help him get dressed for his date with Sierra. He looks definitely boring.“What’s wrong, Your Majesty? You look like a sweet pumpkin. All modern women love this look.” Allan looks at the King’s outfit with pride.“This is impossible! I look more like a fluffy pumpkin.” He designates the soft orange sweater and the simple black jeans. “And that horrible hat!” he adds. The black beanie with a pompom ...

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Autumn Breeze Kissed My Cheeks

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"Good morning ma'am!" the woman said as I stepped my foot inside of this café. I put my messy hair at the back of my ear as I roamed my eyes upon this place. It has vintage style with lots of books everywhere. The sits were quite unique for having a bookshelves by its side. The scent of expresso is coating my nose that makes me wanna close my eyes and feel the scenery. "Ma'am?" if it wasn't for the woman, I might had fallen into this place and stare at this all day. "What do you have?" I asked as I sat on the floor type place. It has a mini ...

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