@EmptyNebula group
Who wants to be shipped with my character?
Who wants to be shipped with my character?
( Is it a boy?)
Who wants to be shipped with my character?
(meeee, if that's oki)
Are we going to start once people figure out ships?
(Hi I'm here. Would you guys rather figure out ships beforehand or just let them happen as they happen? Or a mix of both? If you don't want to figure them out beforehand, then I'll post the starter.)
(idrk anything is fine)
(a mix of both could be cool)
(okay we'll do that then. @Qxeenscryche and @EerieNebula👻 are you guys shipping your characters?)
(okay we'll do that then. @Qxeenscryche and @EerieNebula👻 are you guys shipping your characters?)
(I'm oki with it if @EerieNebula👻 is okay with it)
Insert interesting starter here
“Remind me again why we have to wake up at this ungodly hour?” Carolyn asked, shivering in the dark street, as Oliver unlocked the door to Idig.
“I’ve told you this a million times Car,” Oliver said exasperatedly, turning to face her. “This is the time dad would wake up to open the coffee shop so we have enough time to prepare. So we are here at 4:30 am sharp. Besides,” he said, opening the door. “You didn’t even have to come with me. I told you I can open the shop on my own.”
“I know brother dear but you obviously need my help. So here I am, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to help!”
“You are neither bright-eyed or bushy-tailed,” Oliver muttered, walking into the dark coffee shop and turning on the lights.
“What was that Oly?”
“Nothing!” he called, making his way over to the counter. He started the coffee roasting machine and the aromatic smell of roasting coffee beans filled the air. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Carolyn pulled the batters and doughs that Bren had prepared out of the fridge and set about preheating the oven. Half an hour later most of the baked goods were in the display cases, the coffee was hot and ready, and Ibig Coffee was open for business.
(bam)
Bren walked into the cafe a few minutes before the cafe opened, red-faced from running here. "I'm so sorry, the doctor's appointment took much longer than I thought." He apologized, quickly grabbing his apron and putting it on.
Ash walked quickly down the street, balancing her books in her arms. Coffee coffee coffee oh! She glanced up at the shop and smiled. They'd better be quick. Ash thought as she walked in.
"Don't worry about it," Oliver said, smiling at him and practically blushing at the sight of him.
"You're fine babe," Carolyn called, appearing in the doorway of the kitchen. "Could you get back here and tell me if these croissants look like they're baking right?"
Ash walked quickly down the street, balancing her books in her arms. Coffee coffee coffee oh! She glanced up at the shop and smiled. They'd better be quick. Ash thought as she walked in.
"Hi welcome to Ibig!" Oliver said as a woman opened the door and approached the counter. "What can I get you this morning?"
Ash walked up to the counter and played with her hair impatiently.
Mikel pushed open the door, hearing the soft chime of the bells announcing her arrival. "She stood behind Ash, taking note of the surroundings. This place seems okay enough… very large, homey, nice decorations…
Olivia pushed the door open and walked up to the counter, smiling at Carolyn, "Could I have my regualr please?" she asked
Ash walked up to the counter and played with her hair impatiently.
"Hi! I'm Oliver, welcome to Ibig," he said to the woman standing at the counter. "What can I get you this morning?"
Asa walked into the coffee shop new to this town he had found out from a local grocer. " Can't wait to meet new people." He said walking up to the desk meeting a group of guys and girls.
"Hi can I get one black coffee please and…nah that's it thanks." She told Oliver.
Olivia pushed the door open and walked up to the counter, smiling at Carolyn, "Could I have my regualr please?" she asked
(Shes in the back with Bren rn)
Asa Greeted the people in front of him (Oliver Caralyn Mikel)
"Hi can I get one black coffee please and…nah that's it thanks." She told Oliver.
"Yup, of course." Oliver wrote her order down and smiled at her. "Nothing else? We have delicious baked goods here. Not that I'm biased or anything," he said, laughing a little.
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