Another day in the Sacre Café, with Ryo and Hikaru bickering like the idiots they are. Yukimi sighed. The day was never gonna end for her when she's next to the idiots. She put two pumps of toffee syrup onto her already sweet soya latte, hoping that the sweetness can numb her senses.
"I mean, Iced Matcha frappuccino is the best thing!"
"Shut up, espresso is good, at least better than that montrosity you call a frappuccino."
Okay, so now they decide to have an argument about what's the best coffee. Guess who's gonna win the argument? Not them, but Yukimi, because toffee lattes are blessed drinks for soothing headaches caused by idiotic friends.
"You two, get your asses back to work! Also, as a sidenote, toffee lattes are the best."
"Why? I don't agree with you..."
"Me too, Yuki, as much as I love you but toffee lattes are disgusting!"
"Hikaru, Ryo, I'll have you know that a toffee latte is the only thing that can soothe my headaches from seeing you guys being so obviously in love."
"WHAT THE HELL YUKIMI?!" They yelled in sync. It still amazed her as to how they can be so blind to their own love lives when they gossip about her love life. Well, not like that she would have any. The petite brunette, despite her ridiculously big eyes and long eyelashes, was not girly at all. She prefered ripped jeans to skirts and dresses, and even made a point of showing her hatred of the garments to her teachers back in her middle school by wearing the boys' uniform. It is exactly the reason why she is unpopular among the guys at her age who would prefer soft-spoken and mild, tamed girls to someone as brash as she is.
Chiring chiring (got that reference to Seventeen's Call Call Call?)
"Welcome to Sacre Café! Today's special is the barista's personal favourite, toffee latte!"
"May I get your number instead? I'll pay you for the latte and you can give me your number, cutie~"
"I'll take you up on the offer of the latte, but I'll have to see if I can give you my number -"
Cue Hikaru's and Ryo's snickers.
"Shaddup, you two, do you want me to put you guys at the cashier? No? Then shut your trap and get your asses back to work, goddammit!"
The customer chuckled.
"Wow, it's hard to find feisty girls like you! Wanna come with me to the club tonight? We can have so much fun..."
"What. Do. You. Want. If. You're. Not. Ordering. Please. Get. The. Hell. Away!"
"Uhhh... I'll get a Toffe Latte with double syrup and soya milk then."
"Best recipe ever!"
"Yuki, you only say that because you're lactose intolerant."
"Shaddup Karu!"
The customer grinned at her before taking a piece of paper out of his bag and wrote down something.
"Well, if you would like to take up my offer of the date, here's my contact info!"
On the piece of paper, a few words were neatly printed:
Kurobane Nagisa, xxxx-xxxx - call me!That's how Yukimi went on her first date ever. She didn't complain that much to Hikaru, so maybe it went well? We won't know.
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Welcome To Sacre Café!
Roman pour AdolescentsHere, 19-year-old Japanese and Chinese mix Yukimi will be behind the counter of Sacre Café, located in a busy alleyway of Hong Kong with her best friend, Hikaru. With seasonal recommended menus and a lot of puns and trouble from customers, they slow...