forum Harbor Cafe (characters wanted !)

Started April 04, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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"Just give me the biggest cup of burning hot black coffee you can," he grumbled, realizing his voice was a little rough from spending so long near such a large body of water

She nodded, turning to begin brewing. She also wanted a cup of her own coffee, bu with some… special herbs in it to help her relax. She dug into her pocket and pulled out a small plastic bag, keeping it out of sight of her customers.

Samandriel could smell the weed as soon as she pulled it out. "I will give you 100 fucking dollars for some of that," he attempted to whisper, already reaching for his wallet

She chuckled. "Chill, dude. This shit isn't even worth a hundred dollars," she said, setting it down on the counter. "However, I think I do have some leftovers of some Blue Dream in one of these drawers."

(blue dream is like

The good shit)

"I'll give you 200 to chuck it into my coffee."

"Well, I'll have to make something like oil or butter out of it first. Give me about fifteen minutes, and I can get that done," she said, focusing more on the weed than the coffee. "No charge though."

"Y'know what?" Samandriel dropped two hundred dollar bills in the tip jar. "Gonna give you those because you have no idea how much help you are after the hell of a day I've had."

She raised his eyebrows at him. "Dude, you really don't have to, especially if you've had a bad day," she said, pouring oil in small pan and heating it, then crushing the blue dream.

"Just take it please," he said, already feeling a little better now that he was out of the wind and cold

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

who's the pale girl?

"Okay," she said, shrugging.

Vivienne clenched her fists as she saw the drugs being exchanged, gritting her teeth but saying nothing. These IDIOTS!!, she screamed in her head, but just pressed her lips in a tight line. "No drugs for me, please.", she said coldly, ordering the caramel cappuccino.

Samandriel looked at her. "You're like 11, no one in their right mind would give you weed."

(your character since she's supposed to be a vampire, sorry if I got it wrong lol)

no, so'k. Viv is half African, I forgot to say in her description that she has dark skin. Her mother the slave was African and her father was a French prince)

Amber shrugged. "I mean, I might, depending on why you want it. But there's no chance in hell I'd ever let you smoke it." She started working on the caramel frappe, then poured the oil into two cups of black coffee.

Samandriel looked at her. "You're like 11, no one in their right mind would give you weed."

Vivienne cocked her head and glared. "I am 456, so you can shut your your mouth.", she snapped. Idiots.

"Yeah, sure, I think I would be able to tell if you were sweetheart."

(no problem, it's my fault for forgetting to put it in the description lol)
(oh, and she's wearing her violet contact lenses rn)

Vivienne rolled her eyes, removing her black fascinator and slipping it in her purse, getting hot in her pastel sweater.

"Yeah, sure, I think I would be able to tell if you were sweetheart."

Viv raised an eyebrow at him, giving him a side grin and flashing a wickedly sharp fang.

Amber handed the guy his coffee, and the vampire her frappe. "Cool it, both of you. It's 7:30 in the morning for Christ's sake."

Samandriel leaned a little closer to her, squinting at her teeth. Gods-forsaken eyesight was acting up. He raised an eyebrow before leaning back. "Well I can tell you right now I'm far older than your little brain could comprehend," he said, allowing the rune tattoos on his neck to spark to life in flares of red and orange

Vivienne scoffed, thanking the girl for the coffee."And why would that make me scared of you?" She took a sip, grinning as she felt a [whole ton] of sugar and caffeine enter her bloodstream. "Perfect, thanks!" She flashed a grin to the girl.

Samandriel took a swig of his coffee, immediately relaxing as the warmth of the coffee spread through his body. "Well, it should make you scared because I so happen to be the second dimensional guardian to ever grace the multiverse with my presence," he said, smirking behind his coffee

"Wow, I sure feel blessed.", Viv sniped sarcastically, a slight French accent hinging onto her vowels. Like I care. "Was that supposed to impress?"