Post by fyrhtu on Jun 16, 2006 11:44:21 GMT -5
Fyrhtu strode into the Coffee House and smiled at the warm scent. Oh, how she loved coffee.
But she wasn't here for coffee. She'd been craving a good cup of tea for ages, and when she found this place, her pulse actually raced with the pre-tea rush.
Sitting at the bar-tyoe counter, Fyrhtu asked a server as politely as she could muster, "Could a have a very warm, very sweet cup of tea?" The waitress nodded and turned to put the kettle on in the back.
While she waited, Fyrhtu looked around the place.
But she wasn't here for coffee. She'd been craving a good cup of tea for ages, and when she found this place, her pulse actually raced with the pre-tea rush.
Sitting at the bar-tyoe counter, Fyrhtu asked a server as politely as she could muster, "Could a have a very warm, very sweet cup of tea?" The waitress nodded and turned to put the kettle on in the back.
While she waited, Fyrhtu looked around the place.