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Love Cafe

Slice O' Heaven

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a part of Love Cafe, by ceh12.

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Zachary McCollough [59] "Trust is the foundation of Love. Without Trust, there is no Love. So why is it I want to love and be loved without being able to trust someone?"
Alex A. [48] "Love has the power to make or break a human but what if you control it?"
Gwendolyn Mayberry [37] How can I find love if I am already promised to someone I don't know?
Corinne Belpin [32] "Life is beautiful in its simplicity."
Nicky Liss [25] "Love is just some toy and I wanna play with it!"
Sebastian Feoure [25] J'aime l'Am??rique, mais je fais depuis longtemps pour la France
Mei Valesta [20] "Yes, may I help you?"
Theodora Levinne [20] "Don't you dare blame me for it..."
Arrow [14] “Love patiently… because Love is like baking. Wait patiently, and it will be sweet in the end. Rush it and it collapses on itself. Save some for later because if you gobble it all up, your insides will hurt, and you can't share it with another person.”
Aria Christiansen [13] "Love is simply a chemical reaction in the body"

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Alex woke up slowly his wings still out. He stretched then walked out of his small room in the back of the café. He went down the hall then knocked on his angel's door. "Wake up time to get too work." he said then went to the bathroom and commenced getting ready.

After about ten minutes he emerged from the back room and into the main room where he turned on the lights then a small switch which let music pour in through speakers in the walls. "Ah amazing." he said listening to James Blunt's 'Your Beautiful" an amazing song in his opinion and it was almost always the day's first song. He went to the door and flipped the closed sign to open then went back and started to sip on a cup of Cariad he had been brewing all night. It was hard to make since it was made of mostly heavenly plants and since they were on Earth they took longer to make into the blend he liked.

He started to wipe down the counter as he had always done hoping the people from yesterday came back again today. He went to a small oven and pulled out a small cake.Image It wasn't his favorite but it did taste very good in the morning. He sliced himself off a piece and began to eat slowly. Waiting for people to start inside the door.

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Aria Christiansen
~The Nerd~


Aria woke up before her alarm went off and chose to stare at the ceiling. Exactly 2 minutes later the alarm went off. She slapped the snooze button lazily and kept staring at the ceiling. 20 minutes later she heard her brother's alarm go off. It sounded like a fog horn and it was extremely loud. "Thomas turn it off!" she yelled, but she knew he couldn't hear her. With an audible sigh she got out of bed and walked the short distance to Thomas' room. She knocked softly and walked in. "THOMAS!" she yelled. Her brother woke with a start and groaned. Aria laughed. "It would take a mob of angry cannibals to wake you up" Thomas rolled his eyes "You and your strange comparisons" Aria left his room with a laugh and headed into their small kitchen.

She turned on the coffee pot, pulled an apple out of the fridge, and sat down to read her book: "Art through the ages: 12th edition" by Fred S. Kleiner. Every few pages she took bite of her apple, but other than that she was totally oblivious to what was happening around her. Thomas had already gotten up, got dressed, and finished a cup of coffee. He brought her a cup and set it next to her. "I'm assuming you didn't just make coffee for me." he laughed. "Huh?" she said, looking up from her book. "Oh, uh, yeah thanks" she put her bookmark back in her book and shoved the book in her bag.

"Where are you off to?" her brother called from his room. "Cafe down the street. I haven't seen it yet and I plan on reading some more...I'm assuming your having your girlfriend over?" she laughed. He responded with a yes and she called "Thats why i'm leaving..." she smirked, picked up her bag, and headed out the door. It only took her a few minutes to get to the cafe, but once she entered she felt at peace. It looked as though the owner was the only one there at the moment. She sat herself in the "singles" section and smiled brightly "I'll have a slice of whatever was freshly made, it smells amazing"

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Not too far down the street from his humble abode sat a cafe that Zach was headed to. Today he had a light hop to his step, his head bobbed back and forth as he strolled down the sidewalk to his destination, and it should be noted that a humming noise escaped his lips as he did so. In his ears sat his earbuds for his MP3 in which he was currently listening to one of his more favorite songs.

He began nearing the cafe, keeping in sync with the tune as he continued down, getting a strange look or two by passers by. He mentally laughed at the thought, and wondered what kind of looks they would have shot it had he been singing the song instead of just humming the tune in a low voice. This song was ironically named "A Little Piece of Heaven" by Avenged Sevenfold, and he had actually laughed when he realized this as he set off earlier. Something about this cafe seemed... completely different from the song. Though the song was about love... in a way. Well, love, murder, rape, necrophilia and cannibalism. The song had horrible lyrics that nobody in their right mind should listen to, but Zach simply did. It was catchy.

Finally, Zach had reached the cafe and pulled open the door, entering the place and immediately noticing a much welcomed drop in temperature. He wiped his forehead and gave a glance around the near-empty cafe before heading over to the "Singles Section" and taking a seat in the corner of the area, only giving a courteous smile and nod to the one other person there as he passed by her. His mind began to wander back to yesterday and the case of the ninja wallet. He swore that he couldn't find the sucker, but just after he left, it appeared as if out of nowhere. The idea to place a bell around the wallet briefly crossed his mind before he realized that it wouldn't work and it'd be impractical. After all, he'd be walking around with the bell ringing and even if the wallet did try something, it was a ninja wallet, and you can't hear a ninja coming.

He eventually sighed and pulled one earbud out of his ear so he could at least hear people as his music played in the other ear. He was glad he brought his own music, as the cafe did play some odd music. Well, maybe he wasn't the one to talk, considering what he was just listening to, but he'd like to think of that song as a break for the norm. After all.... how many people say they know multiple songs where a man kills his girlfriend and rapes her corpse before she comes back alive as a zombie, does the same thing and he ends up coming back so that they get married and kill everyone together? None, that's how many.

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Theo hated waking up almost more than she hated going to sleep or being blamed for things she hadn't done. She stared up at pale green ceiling of her room, waiting for the paralysis to stop so she could get up and go through another day.
She tried moving, and seeing as she could, she slowly got up and grabbed her eyepatch from her bedside table. She wouldn't wear it, since she could mostly see, but the way the eye looked was gruesome. She put it on, adjusting her bangs around it to hide as much of the patch as she could. It seemed like her parents weren't awake yet. They had been working on accounts till late, after all.
After showering and going through all her normal morning routines, she grabbed her bag and left the house. Today was a good day to walk through town. It was sunny, and there weren't too many people out. Yet.
She paused, seeing a new cafe. She shrugged and went in, pausing a moment to raise an eyebrow slightly at the signs before sitting at the "singles" section. She noticed another girl and a guy and winced slightly.
"A strawberry smoothie, please." She said quietly.

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Alex was about halfway through his cake when he heard the door open up and a small bell go off. He smiled then stood up a bit straighter waited for her to sit."I'll have a slice of whatever was freshly made, it smells amazing" Alex nodded and cut a second piece then put it on a small plate with a fork. "One Cacen Brecwast freshly made." he nodded then sat it down infront of the girl. He looked over at the girl with the eye patch. It was sad really, humans focused on beauty and lust more than anything which was the cause of fake love. "A strawberry smoothie, please." Alex nodded and went into the back where he went to a small room which looked almost like a greenery. He walked over to a bed of small plants and located enough of the fruits to make a smoothie with. He picked them all quickly then took them back to the kitchen and put them in a large blender with some ice. He wasn't satisfied though. He quickly grabbed an apple and took one slice out of it then plopped it in happily. He smiled as the fruits were liquefied and make into a nice pink drink. He poured it into a tall glass then walked out putting a straw in it then putting it infront of the girl. "Stawberry smoothie gydag arlliw o afal." he said smiling.

He then turned his attention to the boy. He had been here the day before and Alex knew he would be a project. He seemed happy but he had closed his heart and wouldn't open it to anyone. He kept racking his brain for a possible math for him but it seemed almost fruitless for the time being. He continued on his cake but stood across from the boy. " Good to see you again." he said smiling then taking another bite of cake and a sip of his coffee.

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Arrow

Arrow had slept in his cat form again. It didn’t really bother him but sometimes the animal instinct to be lazy overwhelmed him. Still, he shook himself and streched out his muscles before jumping off his bed and landing on his feet as his normal self. Well, as normal as you can get with an angel. He blinked away the sleep from his eyes and dragged himself to the bathroom. After freshening up a bit he stepped out, freshly changed into his ever white Bakers outfit. His usual sunny smile adorned his face and his eyes sparkled in clarity that hadn’t been there just minutes ago.

Bounding out to the front of the café Arrow noticed Alex and three customers already sitting and in the “Singles” section no less. “Good day and welcome!” he said sunnily to all of them, throwing them a toothy grin in greeting. He turned then, specifically, to talk to Alex. “Will the regular batch do for today or do you want anything special done on the side?” he asked.

He made a mental list of every regular pastry they sold then another list of the ones he’d made last night and put to cool. He’d have to take those out in a few minutes, lest they get too cold and hard. They would be ready to put out in display and customers could pick from those while he baked the afternoon batch and then another night batch. He wondered momentarily if the chocolate was still rich and decided he’d check on that. Otherwise it would spoil and taste bitter and give awful stomachaches. His focus returned to Alex and he waited for his orders.

Farrah Nicolai

You have been cordially invited to the wedding of:
Violet Hilliard & Jean Nicolai
...
We hope to see you there in our most joyous celebration of love!


Farrah had read this for perhaps the hundredth time and it still didn’t quite feel real. Her brother, her geeky, lovable, dorky brother, was getting married. Finally after reading it one more time she let her eyes lower to the small message below written in her brother’s chicken scratch scrawl:

Can you believe it!?! :)


No. No, Farrah couldn’t believe it. She knew her brother had no idea about Gage, her mother’s ex-husband, but she couldn’t help feeling slightly betrayed. Her mother had given the invitation to her this morning and had been excited that her eldest son was finally settling down. She, on the other hand, wanted to give her brother a good shake and yell at him, Are you insane!?! What in the world are you thinking!? What drug are you on!?! She threw the card under the bed and quickly got dressed. For today she chooses her black antique dress. She puts on the matching old style lace up heeled boots and then gives herself a good look in the mirror. Her lips quirk and she ties the ribbon at her neck perfectly (from long hours of practice) to make the look more natural. Now she fully smiles, knowing she looks like a girl from a far off past when ladies weren’t supposed to show ankles. This will be her look today.

She hurries out with a “See you later!” to her mom and makes her way down her street. People are staring at her and giggling behind her back but Farrah doesn’t care. She loves to dress up and she isn’t ashamed to show it. Rounding the corner she stops in front of a small café. She’d been there yesterday, oddest thing happened… her wallet had disappeared. Next thing she knows it was still in her pocket. She gives the door a look, shrugs and bounds in walking straight for the “Singles” section. She hops onto the chair and gives a hello to every before turning to the owner of the place. “One coffee, black, really strong please.” She says, then mutters to herself, “I’m going to need it.”

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Zachary Conway
The Troubled


~I feel insane every single time I'm asked to compromise. Because I'm afraid and stuck in my ways and that's the way it staaaaaays! So how long did I expect love to outweigh ignorance? By that look on your face, I may have forced the scale to tiiiiip!!! I'm not insane, I'm not insane! I'm not insane, I'm not- not insane!~

"Huh?" Zachary looked up to see that someone had spoken to him, snapping him out of the 'zone' he had been in. He offered his signature warm smile followed by the pausing of his MP3 so that he could actually completely focus on the man. "Oh, hello....Alex?" he said the name with a question-like tone, as he wasn't sure if that was someone else's name or not. He didn't want to seem disrespectful by not being completely sure of the names and accidently calling someone by someone else's name. He ended up scratching the back of his neck before speaking any further. "It's good to see you too, and...." he frowned. "I'm sorry about yesterday. However, I have come to the conclusion that my wallet might double as a ninja. In any case, I made sure my wallet was with me today, so I will pay for yesterday's previous order,"

Zach wasn't one to leave debts unpaid or kind acts to go unrewarded. He wasn't really sure how to pay them back for being so kind. It actually made him feel even more welcome than he already felt here. In addition to that kindness, there was always--

"Good day and welcome!.....Will a regular batch do or for today or do you want anything special done on the side?"

If he remembered correctly, that was the baker. He had briefly come out yesterday, but Zach never caught his name. The employees seemed a bit too gay for their jobs, and Zach briefly rolled the thought of asking their pay for this job to see if that was the cause. This thought was then replaced by another. "Something special done to the side?" Zach repeated in his head. Were they making weed brownies? He had to admit, these people were a bit too kind for the possibility of drugs to be completely proposterous. However, he could tell this was genuine happiness, and nothing drug-induced, so the thought was merely his bored mind entertaining itself.

"I hope everything 'special' you plan on adding is legal," he said jokingly, a light laugh occuring just after. "I would also like to tell you that I am a fan of your work, sir. I might've teared up when my piece of cake from yesterday was gone," that actually might not have been a joke, as he took carrot cake seriously. His head instinctively turned towards the door as the little bell chimed, betraying someone's entrance into the establishment. She when she ordered a coffee, she seemed a bit too enthusiastic when she ordered. Tense, maybe? Something wrong? Well, he couldn't really know, but he could offer a smile, which was probably the best thing a stranger could do for someone else they didn't know.

"Hmm, if coffee is needed, then someone's not a morning person," he offered the same warm smile from before to her. Then, he paused, remembering something. "Oh yeah.... I would like the same as her, as well as a Dr.Pepper," he said, not breaking his streak. His streak happened to be how many times he could go to and order a Dr.Pepper, even if he had already ordered another drink and finish both. After the work out earlier, he was thirsty as a dog, even after drinking water.

So far, his streak was at 51

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Theo shrugged, eyeing her smoothie, and sipped it slightly, her nose wrinkling slightly as she detected an odd flavor. A hint of something else. It did taste good though, so she kept drinking it slowly, savoring the taste.
She smiled slightly at the other cafe worker and nodded to the other girl who came in and said hello. And then ordered coffee, probably as a pickup. She did seem a bit grouchy. Theo hated coffee. It made her sleepy and she didn't need things making her sleepy. Narcolepsy was annoying enough as it is.
Speaking of which...she glanced at her phone as it buzzed and growled a little bit. Her mother had sent a reminder that she had an appointment at four to visit the doctor who was probably going to recommend yet another medicine which either wouldn't work or would give her an allergic reaction. A bad one. They'd been trying for three or four years to find something that she could take and nothing worked. Ever.
She stabbed the keys on her phone, telling her mom that she remembered and she'd be back in time. She would always be in a bad mood whenever anyone mentioned her narcolepsy.
She ended up accidentally slamming her phone down on the counter. She winced, looking at the people behind the counter and around her. "Sorry."

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Sebastian


Honestesly, Sebastian hated waking up. Not because he was groggy, or didn't want to do anything with his day, but simply because his dreams where a place where he could control what he saw and heard, make it so it was only the good ones. Well, he would like to think he controlled them, though in reality, his mind probably made the choices itself.
His is awkward for him to think of his Mind and Personality as two separate parts of himself? Even though they were so closely linked? Maybe. Oh well.

Sebastian sat up on his bare mattress- his sheets were across the room again. He was often told by female friends that he slept adorably, though Sebastian didn't see how when he seemed to kick so much.
He got up and scratched his bare chest, wishing his light abs were a bit more defined, then shrugged it off. He was a photographer not an athlete. Sebastian yawned and kicked open his bedroom door, meandering through the living/kitchen/dining area. Already he was beginning to hear music from the familiar sights of his two room one bath apartment. He was able to push them to the back of his mind, being so familiar, but it was still annoying. Unless he closed his eyes, silence didn't exist to Sebastian. And even then there was the dull thrum that nothing ness brought on. He really hated his 'neurological condition' sometimes, though he was glad he could see some beauty no one else could.
Casting aside his morning life thoughts, Sebastian jumped into the shower, quickly scrubbing down before stepping out again in less than five minutes. He really didn't understand why it took girls so long.
He didn't bother drying his hair, just pulled on clothes, grabbed his messenger bag, slung his camera around his neck and set out.
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The tall figure, nearly 6', paused, leaning against a post as he winced. He hated walking through town, especially when it was busier like this. It was such a mental strain. Every sight sent a mash of badly matched music in his ears, every honk and yell a splosh of ugly color to frame his vision. Synesthesia was so annoying sometimes.
He moved his shoulder bag and unzipped a compartment, pulling out soundproof headphones. They were meant for music, but Sebastian usually just tucked the plug into his pocket, preferring the silence so his vision was clear. The music from his sight still played, but at least now he could concentrate where he was going.
Not that he really had a plan today. He was on more of a wonder and take pictures mission. Though, he had skipped his morning Latte, so stopping at that little cafe would be a fun excursion. The french boy pushed off the post, tugged his headphones cord into his pocket and set of again with a new purpose for his morning.

A few minutes later, after stopping to take some pictures, Sebastian entered Slice 'o Heaven with a good nature smile. He pulled his head phones around his neck and glanced at all the people in the singles area. They all seemed nice enough, judging by their music, and soft voices from the building spurred pleasant colors on the edges of his vision.
His black hair stuck up everywhere, except some of his bangs that fell over his forehead. He was wearing his usual black v-neck, blue hoody,and skinny jeans. He took up his camera from where it hung around his neck and took a picture of the forms backs sitting at the counter. It'd be a quaint picture if he could edit it.

A girl suddenly slammed her phone on the counter in the 'Singles Area' causing a few people to jump, and she apologized. Better than sitting alone! Sebastian thought cheerfully, moving to the stool next to her.

"Bonjour!" He said happily to the girl and the Waiter. He wouldn't order until he was asked what he wanted, but already did know. Brown sugar caramel latte. Always. Every morning since he was 12. With blueberry drizzle if available. Best drink ever.
He moved his casual lopsided grin to the girl, noticing off-handedly she had an eye patch that spurred a tinge of electric around a lazy harp melody.

"Are you always that cruel to technology, or did it say something mean?" He joked casually, a bit awkward with his English, French lilt all to obvious.

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Alex heard Arrow walk through happy as always. His name was fitting for the god of love hence his weapons being a bow which was kept in his room. “Will the regular batch do for today or do you want anything special done on the side?” Alex thought for a moment. "Regular for today but just incase make a few cakes with just a dash of Grá." he said then turned to Zachary. "Oh, hello....Alex? It's good to see you too, and... I'm sorry about yesterday. However, I have come to the conclusion that my wallet might double as a ninja. In any case, I made sure my wallet was with me today, so I will pay for yesterday's previous order." Alex smiled and shook his head. "No, no, no it's fine just pay for today's order and we'll be even." he then heard a girl walk in dressed in a nice dress. It was quite pretty in his opinion but she seemed stressed. “One coffee, black, really strong please.” Alex nodded then heard Zachary again. "Oh yeah.... I would like the same as her, as well as a Dr.Pepper." "Very well I'll be back with your drinks momentarily." he said then went in the back. He pulled out a glass and filled it with the strange drink. He didn't care for it but humans seemed to like it. He then poured black coffee into two mugs. He remebered the girl was feeling quite stressed so he decided to help. He opened up a vial from the cabinet and poured half in each. They still looked as black and would taste as so but they would feel elated beyond belief.

He emerged from the back and placed the drinks infront of the boy then put the other black coffee infront of the girl. "Drink up." he said then heard a crash which almost made him jump. The girl with the eyepatch slammed her phone onto the counter. "Sorry" came out of her mouth and Alex shook his head. "It is fine" he said then heard a boy enter. "Bonjour" he said then Alex nodded and began to speak. "Bonjour, mon ami ce que tu veux? " he said in fluent French. He spoke every language for his philosophy. "Love is an international language."

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Gwen always woke up early enough to do her morning swim in her family's indoor pool. After taking a shower and getting dressed for school, she went downstairs into the dining room. No one was there except her. It wasn't the first time. Her mother was from Europe and never woke up until between 9 and 10 am. Her father would already be at work. Gwen use to eat with her brothers and their governesses, but times had changed. Her governess, Elenore, was now working for another family. This had happened since Gwen entered high school. She missed Elenore dreadfully for she had been the only person Gwen could confined too. Her eldest brother Henry Mayberry IV, was working with her father now that he was out of college. Her other older brother William was now getting his doctorate out of state. Gwen was tired of eating alone.

One of the doors opened, and the house steward (butler), Johnson, came in.

"Good morning miss, are you ready for breakfast this morning?" he asked.

"Actually Johnson, I think I might go out for breakfast today. Have any suggestions?"

This caught Johnson a bit off guard, but he didn't show it thanks to years of experience.

"I had heard there's a new cafe near your school Miss Gwendolyn. There have been good reviews coming from it." he said.

"Lovely, can you fetch me the address so I can find it on my GPS than?"

"Right away miss."

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So with the address, she got in her 2012 Bentley Flying Spur car and drove off.

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The one good thing about being over the age of 16 was now she could drive herself anywhere. Before she had to be driven by someone else in one of the family cars. Most of the time is was in a Rolls Royce or worse, the family limo. She sometimes hated all the attention they got, but it came with the property. At least with her driving she could some independence.

Soon she arrived at the place and parked. Looking at the sign, she couldn't help but smile. The place sounded charming. So taking a deep breath, Gwen put on a smile grin before opening the door. Walking in, anyone with a trained eye would have known right off she was a wealthy person. Not just by the clothes she was wearing, but with the way she handled herself. Years of under strict guidance from etiquette teachers made sure of that. Also, she took ballet classes as well for her mother raised her to be an elegant young lady and future wife for the one her parents betrothed her too. Thinking of that brought a damper to her mood, but she never showed it. Looking around she saw the different sections. Well, technically she wasn't single, but she had yet to meet her future fiancee. Still, something had her feet walking to the singles' section and sat down, waiting patiently to be waited upon.

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Aria Christiansen
~The Nerd~


Aria smiled as the owner set the cake before her "One Cacen Brecwast freshly made"
"Thank you" she said softly, and opened her book. It was only moments later that another man came through the doors and sat in the singles section. She could hear the music pounding in his ears and she identified the basic rhythm as Avenged Sevenfold though she didn't really know many of their songs. It was interesting to watch the man and the owner interact. 'So he's been here before' she thought, seemingly entranced by their conversation.

A petite girl came walking in a few minutes later and sat near Aria. "A strawberry smoothie please' she heard the girl say. Aria raised an eyebrow. "May I have what she's having as well? That looks delicious" she said very quietly, almost as though if she said it louder she'd break the beautiful ambiance. Her attention was pulled again by another, what she could only assume, staff member. "Good day and welcome!" Aria smirked at his obvious cheerfulness. 'What do they feed their employees...?' she thought.

Aria picked up her book again and started reading, getting lost in her book once more. She barely heard the next woman come in, something about a strong black coffee, but Aria wasn't paying attention. The only reason she looked up again was because the girl drinking the smoothie slammed her phone on the counter, but even that didn't distract her for long. She plunged back into the pages of her book. She didn't notice at all when the french man came in...at least not until Alex spoke in french. It was beautifully said. ' Je parle français aussi!' she thought, but she didn't dare say anything.

She was staring at Alex as she put her book down and knocked her smoothie over onto her cake and her book. "Crap" she said under her breath. She pulled off her zip up sweater and started wiping her book off. The smoothie was seeping into its pages and she mentally cursed at herself.

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Theo heard the French from the guy next to her, and understood it. She didn't say anything, though, just sort of waved in his direction. She was too busy wondering if she'd managed to break yet another phone.
The next comment was interesting. Since he was a foreigner, she could attempt to be a little polite, at least until he accidentally pushed her buttons. She frowned. "Mean to technology...I think this is my seventh phone in six months. And nothing my phone says is ever good." It was true. Theo didn't have any friends to give her number to, so all her texts and calls were from her parents or other relatives. Or a teacher, though those were formal.
She leaned back slightly, her eye closed as she mentally reorganized her schedule to be free for her appointment. She looked back at the phone, yawning a little, which miraculously only had a slightly cracked screen. Maybe buying a solid cover had been a good idea.
She settled down again, lazily sipping her smoothie and managing to relax, even though people kept coming in. Theo didn't realize what was happening, but anyone else would notice that she was growing steadily sleepier.

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Zachary smiled, thanking Alex as he set the drinks before him. The only time he really raised his head from the drink after beginning on it was when some woman had slammed her phone on the table, probably frusterated with something or other. While he didn't really like the feeling of a person in anger, he couldn't personally do anything about it, and it seemed some foreign man had taken the opportunity to spark a conversation with her, so he went back down to his coffee, which tasted just as he expected it to.

Little did he know, a grin had slowly begun forming on his face, and his body felt light. He didn't remember coffee doing that to him, but now he was feeling really enthusiastic about life and stuff he wasn't even sure of. He felt... happy, and he knew not why in the least. The effect of the spiked coffee probably came full force much quicker than it shoud have, due to Zach nearly chugging the coffee, ignoring the heat of it and downing it in less than a minute.

The smile he had stayed on, unrelenting in its assualt on the world with its warmth and on top of that, he was confused. Was he high? No... he didn't eat a brownie, if he recalled accurately. In any case, he had no clue why he felt like he was in love with life. Being in love in anything was an impossibility since his parents passed not too long after he broke up with his girlfriend.

His gaze was directed towards the entrance as a stunningly beautiful (and probably wealthy) girl entered the place, the bell once again betraying someone's arrival. He instantly locked on her, whether it was because she just hit that 'mark' in her looks that attracted him, or because he was more or less bored and extremely happy for whatever reason. Zach was no fashionista, nor did he follow trends, but the clothes she wore stuck out like a sore thumb, and he could tell they weren't any five-dollar Wal-Mart clothes.... he hesitantly looked down at himself and away from her with disappointed eyes and sighed. Well, they were on sale.....

Of course, his eyes went right back up, still trying to gauge this person. If the clothes didn't announce her wealth, the way she held herself did. It didn't take a genius to see she put a bit more care and grace into each step and each body movement that normal people just didn't do. He wondered if that took more energy to walk and do stuff or not and then threw that pointless thought away as he followed her with his eyes until she sat down, where he slowly started pulling them off of her, regretfully.

Damn it!

He caught himself checking her out. Only guys who were interested in a relationship should do such a thing, and he was not one of those guys. Besides, she was out of his league, even if he was in the game. He did this quite often really. For someone who has a fear of relationships, he might seem to be quite interested from a bit aways, but that was just... the man in him. He'd one day probably end up blaming it on a girl as a joke and saying it was her fault for being beautiful. However, he failed to realize that was a compliment that made it look like he was interested and it might make things worse than better.

In truth, he had actually done this with each and every girl that got here, just the smaller, petite girl caught his eye moreso than the rest. He sighed, looking down at his full cup of DP with an uneasy expression. He 'felt' happy, but he wasn't and no drug could fully change that for too long, especially when he's always busy scolding himself for looking at girls. For one so troubled with trust as he, he sure put on a show, didn't he? Pulling out chairs for girls, opening the doors for them, complimenting them naturally.... it might shock people to find out he doesn't date... at least not yet.

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Alex


Alex laughed slightly as Zachary watched the girl. "Cariad never fails" he said in his head. He waited until the boy was done staring and he smiled at him. "That's Amore. Feels nice doesn't it? Your heart really does want love even though she broke your heart that doesn't mean every girl is like that. Besides that was almost two years ago you need to forget her and focus on the present. " he said then winked and picked up the coffee cup and pulled out a rag and started to wipe it off a bit.

He finished then put it back in the sink behind the door then went over to the girl. "Hello miss what can I get ya today." he said happily thinking that she and Zachary could possibly make a nice little 'Lady and the Tramp' couple. She was the rich girl and he was the troubled teen, it would work out swimmingly as long as She didn't get involved in his first making.

Drake


Drake walked around town quietly checking the address of the new café he had picked out for him and his girlfriend to meet. He didn't want to make her mad and he sighed as he made it too the door and smiled as he entered the building. It was refreshing and he didn't make light work of scanning the people sitting already. He saw there were tons of people sitting at the singles counter and he thought since he was meeting his girl friend anyways he would go ahead and sit down in a couples booth. He then took his seat away from the other people and the entrance trying to make himself unseen.

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((So I guess Alex will know all the back stories of the people who come into the cafe right? He's going to have a fun time getting Gwen out of the arranged marriage bit she's in. lol.))

Gwen could feel stares before seeing them. This wasn't a big surprise for it happened everywhere she went. It was unsettling though because she never sought the spotlight, nor did she want it. It really frustrated her. She knew that some would say she had a model's body, but in truth she saw herself too skinny and too pale to be considered a beauty. She secretly envied women who had curses and didn't look like a waif like she did. It didn't matter that her mother was always telling her to be proud of who she was and where she came from. The thing was, how could Gwen be proud of herself when she was someone whom others wanted her to be? She didn't know herself at all and it was pathetic that she didn't have the courage to speak up for what she wanted.

At the moment she was looking at the menu and didn't look to be self-absorb at all. She did feel eyes of the guy nearby looking at her. She was tempted to look back but the waiter came up to her in time to distract her. Smiling cordially, Gwen started to order.

"Tea please, chai if you have it. Oh, and make it hot too. Also I'd love to have your pastry of the day please and a small bowl of fruit. Thank you sir."

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"Bonjour, mon ami ce que tu veux?"
Sebastian immediatly broke into a broad grin, delighted the man spoke French.
"De sucre brun caramel café au lait avec bruine bleuets," He ordered cheerfully, always happy to converse in his native tongue. "If you have the blueberry that is, sans que ce serait bien trop."

He settled his elbows on the counter to wait, cocking his head sideways at the girl beside him as she answered, "Mean to technology...I think this is my seventh phone in six months. And nothing my phone says is ever good."

He tutted playfully still smiling a bit. "Why, how unnaturally cruel." He said, making sure his teasing was obvious. "It's not the phones fault..." He trailed off when he noticed the girl seemed to be gradually dozing off. He poked her lightly in the hand, carefully not to cause her to spill her smoothie.
"Hey jolie, ne vont pas à dormir maintenant. It's only morning, dreams can come in the day too," He coaxed pleasantly.

Sebastian wasn't one to feel awkward when, well, he was being awkward, so it never occurred to him maybe she wanted to sleep. He just figured sleeping in a cafe in the early morning was a strange thing to do, especially when they're was a half full smoothie in front of her.

He noticed as he leaned that further down the counter a girl had spilled her smoothie all over her cake and her book. Sebastian felt bad for her, and wanted to get up and maybe offer her a hand to get cleaned up, or his own sweatshirt since she had discard hers to wipe at her book, but he didn't want to leave this poor sleepy girl. When he thought about it, Sebastian supposed he had a bit of a thing for helping people when he could. He waved at the man who had spoken French to him to take his order.
"Pardonnez-moi, mais pourriez-vous peut-être apporter cette fille-là des serviettes ou quelque chose? If thats not to much to ask, thank you!" He grinned awkwardly and refocused on the girl in front of him, prodding her gently in the shoulder when it looked like she was still nodding off.

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Theo made a slight face, forcing back a yawn. "I know, but it's worth it to see my parents get so annoyed whenever I wreck a new phone. They know it's their fau..." She trailed off without finishing her sentence or her word.
It literally took her only a couple of minutes to fall asleep, as she thought that she must seem so rude and she probably was going to get in trouble for falling asleep while her head hit the counter.
Waking up was the harder part. This time, at the very least, it was one of her shorter attacks and she woke up about ten minutes later, waiting for the paralysis to wear off. She really hated not being able to move, but at least she didn't have the hallucinations some people did. She saw the French guy, who probably thought she was weird by this point, and also saw a spill of pink liquid which looked suspiciously like her own smoothie.
"Di' I drop tha'?" She asked drowsily, rubbing the sore spot on her head from her contact with the counter and readjusting her eyepatch.

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"That's Amore. Feels nice doesn't it? Your heart really does want love even though she broke your heart, but that doesn't mean every girl is like that. Besides that was almost two years ago. You need to forget her and focus on the present. "

"!"

Zach's eyes widened to the point where one would think he was trying to look through his glass and beyond. Obviously, his main thought was: How did that man know about his past? Zach, besides yesterday, had never seen this guy before, he was sure of it. Definetly. There wasn't any way this man should've known that, and there was absolutely no way he should've known something that had never been said aloud. That was so personal.... was this guy real?

Zach's head moved up to look at the girl again and not Alex. What was it about her that attracted him? Her beauty? Well... yeah, but that wasn't quite it... there was more meaning behind it. Was the saying "opposites attract" in the works here? Possibly, I mean look at her: Wealthy, serious, mature.... all those things Zach never was...

He shook his head. This was stupid. He's seen the girl for a total of two minutes, hadn't spoken and she's probably only interested in someone who is worth her time, unlike him. And even after those words from Alex... he still wasn't going to just trust people. Negative factors were all apparent here. For one, the obvious difference in social standing was terribly there, seperating them like a physical wall. Two, who said Zach even had feelings for someone he hadn't spoke to? He just... she was interesting! It wasn't anything like that at all, he just was bored or something, yeah!

Not to mention that even if he had, wealthy women had never been too kind to him. "Worthless", "Lower Tier", "Filth"... All these words had been used against Zach multiple times, and all he did was try to help them in one way or another. He felt unhappy that not only was his efforts going unappreciated, but he was being insulted just because he was born with less money. What if this girl was like that?

No... something about her seemed... 'off'. Whatever it was beyond him.

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After placing her order, Gwen finally turned to look at the guy who couldn't seem to quit looking at her. He was dashing to say the least. He seemed to be a bit distracted by something too. Judging by his clothes, Gwen believed he wasn't upper class like her. She knew that whenever she encountered those of the lower and even middle class they always seemed to be uncomfortable around people like her. Couldn't blame them. Majority of those in her own 'circle' at school casted their nose up at those they deemed 'unfitting' to be in range of them and that included those who were of 'lower classes'. Gwen didn't feel that way about those kinds of people. If anything she wished she was lower class so she didn't have the pressures she had now. And she doubted she would have been involved in an arrange marriage too.

Not wanting to think about such things, Gwen cleared her thoughts and decided to greet the young man.

"Good morning, how are how your today?" she asked in a polite and kind tone.

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"Good morning, how are you today?"

Zach was so busy in his thoughts that he failed to notice that the girl had faced him and nearly jumped when she spoke to him. The only thing he could actually think about after he recovered was that he must've been wrong to assume she was that kind of rich girl. It made him happy that he at least had one wealthy person not show instant signs of disrespect and disgust.

He offered a warm smile and decided to speak up before she assumed he was a mute or something. "Yes, it is a very fine morning indeed," he said. "...and I am doing wonderful," he matched the tone set by her. Then again, he had no problem doing so as he kept this tone constant throughout his days. "Is this your first time coming out here, miss? Oh, and I'm Zachary," he introduced himself before extended his arm to her politely.

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Alex nodded at the girl then shouted at the boy "Bien sûr, un moment" he said then went in the back into kitchen. He started up a kettle of the tea then started the latte to brew. He dashed to the garden to get some kiwi, apples, strawberries, and guava then cut them quickly and put them into the bowl. He pulled out a warm pastry. It smelled divine. He heard the tea squeal then took it off the heat and put it in a small cup and put it all on the tray. He dashed out and put it infront of Gwen. Without a word he went back in and started back on the latte. He pulled out some brown sugar then mixed it into the drink. He then poured in a tablespoon of melted caramel and blue berry syrup into it the lavished the top with whipped cream and topped it with blue berries. He then took it out the the boy and pulled a few towels out from under the counter and put them infront of Aria. He then looked at the girl with the eyepatch and shook his head. "No you're fine and if you have another attack tell me I'll get you something to lay your head on." he said smiling.

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((Lol, don't mean extend hand? lol))

Gwen almost giggled when she saw the raven haired young man flitch. It was a good thing she didn't for she was raised never to laugh at someone when it wasn't appropriate, like now. After all, she was the one who probably interrupted him. He must of had a lot on his mind. He recovered quickly though and introduced himself. Nodding in compliance, Gwen placed her hand in his and felt something warm go up her arm. She was a bit caught off guard and her usual calm veneer faltered a bit when her eyes widen slightly. The feeling only lasted an instant and the pale young lady dismissed it as a figment of her imagination.

"It's nice to meet you Zachary. My name is Gwendolyn, but you can call me Gwen." she replied.

Since he didn't say his last name, she decided not to say hers as well. It was a bit of a relief that she didn't have to because she figured once he knew her last name, he might treat her differently. The Mayberry name was famous in this city just like the Hiltons were in Hollywood. The first Mayberry hotel was built her over a century ago and became a chain of hotels before her grandfather had made them resort hotels. It was said he made a gamble in doing this, but it elevated their family status and Gwen was now considered a trust-fund baby for her grandfather made trust funds for all his grandchildren. She wished she could have known him, but he had died shortly after she was born and her father took over as CEO.

When her food and drink arrived, Gwen the nodded to the waiter, but kept her attention back on Zachary.

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((No! He politely punched her, duh! XD))

Zach had to resist the urge to raise an eyebrow as something about her almost flawless facial expression seemed to change ever so slightly for a split second, before disappearing as she regained her composure. He noticed her grip wasn't too firm and in fact, it was delicate, like a flower. Her hands seemed to be like a baby's in comparison to Zach's, whose hands were of a decent size.

After they finished shaking, Zach smiled as she introduced herself as Gwen. That sound vaguely familiar for some reason, but he couldn't place it so he didn't bother with annoying himself, trying to figure it out. Gwen seemed very nice, something he was still greatly relieved about and it, his face showed some signs of the drug or whatever still making him project that warm smile.

"Gwendolyn? That's a very beautiful name," Zach complimented. It was actually because he did like that name. That and "Jeanette" seemed to just ring right in his ears. "So what brings you to this little cafe, Gwen? Judging by what you are wearing and even how you stand and talk, I can tell you probably must be better off than I," he remarked. His smile didn't faulter nor did his tone as he said that. It wasn't like he was one to be jealous.

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After Zach released her hand, Gwen took the time to take a sip of her tea. It was delicious and to her surprise, better than the tea served at home. It gave her a funny feeling inside and was indescribable really. Trying to not be distracted though, she turned to her companion and blushed a little at his compliment. It was pretty evident too, considered how pale she was.

"Thank you. I was named after my maternal grandmother, who was Welsh. I am said to have favor her physically." she replied.

Her mother was a blonde too, but had honey gold hair like her grandfather. Gwen's father had dark brown hair. Looking at Zach, she couldn't help but think he was a pretty handsome young man. Not wanting think about it much more though, she decided to answer his question.

"I was told this was a good place to come to and it's close my school. And I guess when you say 'better off', I guess you mean financially hmm? To answer your question than, yes my family well off."

What she didn't tell him was that as far as other factors went, her life felt fake internally. Overall, she did not think she was 'better off'.