forum Harbor Cafe (characters wanted !)

Started April 04, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

tune

Ayy, and if you join we should have enough people to start

Yei 😁😆😄😃

I'm using the super chill lesbian mom friend

noice

can we start?

yeah sure why not

okay who goes first

u I guess since u wanna work at the cafe

(well, we could pull the shades down whenever you enter)
Amber walked toward the door of the cafe slowly, dragging her feet. She unlocked it and flipped the sign so it said open, and sighed. She was thirty minutes late.

Samandriel stomped down the boardwalk. He was royally pissed off after another dead lead on Balthazar, and was exhausted. Stupid human body, stupid idiot spies, stupid everything. Waves splashed around him, and he shivered. It was cold here and he was tired, but then he looked up and saw a café in the distance. It seemed to be the only open business, so he figured he might as well go inside and get something warm to drink

She started turning on lights, which flickered and hummed, taking quite a while to brighten. In the distance she saw a pissed off looking person making his way toward her cafe. Oh hell no, not this early in the morning, she thought, considering closing and locking the door just to avoid having to deal with an angry person.

Vivienne yawned boredly, sauntering into the cafe and stretching her arms. The sunlight was making her skin itch, but she ignored it, knowing that most vampires had it worse.

He walked a little faster as a cold wind blew across him. God damn it did he hate the cold. He just hoped his excessive amount of odd tattoos wouldn't keep what looked like the singular employee from serving him. He would just eat them if they did that, he would deal with the consequences later. He pulled his trench coat tight around him and opened the door, a small bell giving a little jingle

She eyed the two new customers, a bit suspicious of the guy with the tattoos. "Welcome to the Harbor Cafe," she said, opening the cash register and filling it. "Sorry I'm opening late today."

Vivienne shrugged nonchalantly. “What’s your most sugary drink? Or most caffeinated, or both.”

"Well, caramel frappes here are pretty good, and I can put as much espresso in anything if you'd like. There's also mochas."

Samandriel shuffled into line behind her, accidentally scowling while trying to see who he was looking at. A pale girl and… a tall girl? He had been wrong before

She crossed her arms, leaning to the side a bit to address the guy behind the one who was ordering. "Don't wait in a line, that's too formal. Just gather at the front of the counter please," she said. Formal things made her extremely uncomfortable.

Samandriel rolled his eyes and walked over to the front of the counter. Apparently the only café within a five mile radius wasn't even a proper café. At least he could hear the damn employee instead of having to squint at some idiot who talked quieter than a mouse

"So what do you want?" She asked, facing him. "Don't order anything fancy, please. One because I don't have the ingredients and two because I don't even bother measuring, so I have no idea how it's going to taste."