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Post by Tyson on Dec 30, 2006 16:25:27 GMT -5
"Whats this for? Its on me..." Tyson said as he gave Emmy a smile and slid the five dollar bill across the table back to Emmy as he headed over towards the counter, waiting in line as he stepped up to it -- the same guy who had got his order before, "Back for more?" The guy asked with a chuckle. "Yes Sir...I'll take a oatmeal cookie and a Rist-" Tyson stopped, The guy knew what Tyson meant... The guy mashed two buttons as Tyson pulled out his wallet, handing him a ten dollar bill as he waited for the change, "Oh and could I get some like...whipped cream on the Rist- drink?" Tyson asked, "Sure can..." The guy said as he handed Tyson back his change, Tyson then stepped to the side to wait on his order.
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Post by |Emmy| on Dec 30, 2006 16:50:18 GMT -5
Dumbfounded(i like that word x]) she was, she peeked down at her five dollar bill and shrugged. Nice guy, that Tyson. Emmy cleared her throat and stuffed the money back into the pocket of her jeans. The smell of fresh out of the oven pastries and brewed coffees filled her nostrils as she inhaled the warm air in the cafe. Dark eyes shifted over to the girl with the Vogue magazine, a blink from her eyes. Her shoulders shrugged once more while she waited for Tyson to arrive back.
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Post by Tyson on Dec 30, 2006 18:37:31 GMT -5
The guy behind the counter set Tyson's drink down along with the cookie in a small bag, Tyson smiled as as he walked over grabbing the cup along with the cookie and some napkins as he then turned and headed off in the direction to where He and Emmy had been sitting as he smiled, "One Cookie for the lady..." Tyson said as he took a seat, handing over Emmy's cookie as he then scooted his chair up a little... Moving his head to the left so that his hair would fall that way.
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Post by (=Alana/England=) on Dec 30, 2006 19:05:09 GMT -5
dean moved slightly and glanced up at the girl who had sat down just a few tables away from his with a magazine and shook his head as he looked at the menu, he cleared his throat and then looked around the rest of the small shop before looking back to the menu in front of him.
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dancing, and we're gonna shine, said the disco ball.
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Post by chikanxs & on Dec 30, 2006 19:08:47 GMT -5
Dany drove in, parking her small grey Honda far from the door. She liked to walk. When she walked in, she noticed that this place seemed really...homely. "The anorexia's getting to my brain," she thought, and walked up to the counter. "Uhm, could I have a flat white, and two oatmeal cookies?" She plied a ten from her tight pocket, and grabbed her flat white and cookies. Turning around, she chose a rather lonely-looking booth near a window, and drank her coffee slowly.
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Post by (=Alana/England=) on Dec 30, 2006 19:13:33 GMT -5
He sighed as he got up and slowly walked over to the counter and smiled at the person serving, "uh yeah hi, can i just get a black coffee please?" he asked politely as he could, he shifted his hand around in his back pocket until he found some change, counted it up and handed it over, "thanks" he said as he nodded and walked slowly back over to his table.
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Post by |Emmy| on Dec 30, 2006 19:16:17 GMT -5
"Why thank you," she gladly took her little oatmeal cookie out from its bag and tore a piece from it. Brown crumbs fell from the piece onto the flat surface of the table. "So, Tyson...," she started but then placed the cookie bit into her mouth. Her mouth chewed the cookie and she gulped, "would you like to share a few things about yourself? Since we are just sitting here..." Emmy reached over for a napkin that was placed in the middle of their table. Her fingers wiped against the napkin, eyes looking at Tyson for a reply.
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Post by chikanxs & on Dec 30, 2006 19:20:38 GMT -5
Dany's eyes jumped over to some movement she saw. It was a guy heading back to his table, hot coffee steam rising from his cup. She smiled a little, thinking that this would make an awesome picture. Too bad she wasn't much of a photographer.
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Post by (=Alana/England=) on Dec 30, 2006 19:24:05 GMT -5
He slowly took a sip of his coffee, and as he went to put his cup down he glanced up and saw that someone was looking at him. He smiled slightly before just laying his coffee cup down on the table and folding his hands. He slowly turned his head towards the window and took a look outside, the sun was glaring down a little so he squinted slightly before turning back to his cup and taking a few more sips on the hot brown liquid.
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Post by Tyson on Dec 30, 2006 19:25:52 GMT -5
Tyson sipped at his hot drink slowly while bringing the cup back down to the table, "Well, sure...I dont find myself all that interesting but I'll share some stuff if you really want to hear it" Tyson said with a bit of a laugh, "Uhm..Where to begin, Im 17" Tyson said with a nod, "I like to play guitar and sing and I am in a band" Tyson continued on as he moved his hand down playing with his cup a little, "I like to be nice to people,Because I have this theory that not everyone in the world is shown love and care for..." Tyson stopped. "But enough about me, What brings a pretty girl like yourself to a Cafe such as this?"
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Post by chikanxs & on Dec 30, 2006 19:29:22 GMT -5
Dany was glad that her browness could, at least, hide her rising blush. She was probably overreacting; no, she was. The last guy she went out with..Ruben..hadn't he smiled, just like that? Dany shook her head, and slid the last of her flat white down her throat. She'd only eaten two small cookies, and she was already full. She got up, threw her container away, and ordered another falt white. She was glad that there was more milk than coffee in this, she hated coffee.
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Post by Kael on Dec 30, 2006 19:33:07 GMT -5
A sigh escaped a girls mouth as she walked into a coffee shop. She ordered a small latte and sat down. She had two jobs just to live. She was trying so hard to get into a modeling company. Modeling was her dream, and she wanted it to come ture so badley. She sighed again and took a sip of her lattee.
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Post by (=Alana/England=) on Dec 30, 2006 19:34:59 GMT -5
Dean rolled his shoulders back a little and shuffled around in his seat trying to get himself comfortable before taking the last few sips of his coffee and quickly looked at the girl once more as she got up and walked over to the counter, he got up and began to walk over, he smiled once more as he threw his container away and looked at the menu board that was on the side. He turned to the girl suddenly, extended his hand and smiled ever so slightly, "hey, im Dean" he said lightly
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Post by Malia on Dec 30, 2006 19:37:28 GMT -5
Malia looked back to the guy who took his seat once again then returned to her magazine. Suddenly her phone rang, it was her cousin back in Hawaii. She smiled, and answered it. "Howzit, cuz?" She asked. She laughed, continuing her conversation in what she called Hawanglish, Hawaiian and English mixed. "Aloha nui, remember to catch some waves for me, yea? OK then...bye." She then hung up and finished the rest of her latte as the smile on her face began to fade. She sure missed her home.
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Post by chikanxs & on Dec 30, 2006 19:40:11 GMT -5
Dany jumped a little, turning to Dean with her grey eyes filling her face. "Oh, hi, I'm Dany," she said. She shook his hand very lightly; her bones were getting kind of brittle; you can't live off of delicious oatmeal cookies forever.
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Post by |Emmy| on Dec 30, 2006 19:41:30 GMT -5
Her elbows planted on the table, a smile plastered across her face. "You're in a band? I would love to hear you play someday," her fingers wadded up the napkin that she barely used. "Well about me..." her eyes shifted to the cookie that layed on the table. "I'm a junior...I love to draw," Emmy tore a piece from her cookie once more and tapped the top, crumbs tumbled down from the cookie onto the small bag. "And I love photography, I dance, and um..I am musically challenged." she stiffled a small laugh. "I can play the drums, but I never succeed." the cookie flew into her mouth, chewing it slowly.
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Post by Kael on Dec 30, 2006 19:41:58 GMT -5
Samm took a sip of her lattee as she gazed softly out the window. She slightly tapped on the table.
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