OOC: This takes place in a small downtown coffee shop. All I asl is for you to be respectful and kind! This is my first time participating in this so bare with me please!
All I ask is please be kind, no harassment and have a good time!
It was that time of year again. Where the pumpkins began to glow and the villains stalked during the day. But it wasnt anything Aurora could not handle. With the smell of cinnamon and pumpkin in the air, she was advertising free drinks. Just to get a new, younger crowd in. Something she had been begging her mom to do for ages.
Walking out from the kitchen with a tray of pumpkin and ghost cake pops, she gently placed them on the counter with a huff. The sound of the coffee machine humming over the soft chatter of the customers. Small echoes of laughter from the streets outside. It was a beautiful day for Harvest Bloom.
Brushing her hands off on her burnt orange apron, she swiftly made sure all the decorations were in order. Leaves, pumpkins, and a ghost that wiggled everytime the door opened. It always brought a slight giggle to her everytime it went off.
Blue eyes glancing over the small table of pumpkin and cinnamon espresso shots. "Lets see who stops by this year!" A giggle came to her, light and airy as she pulled her dirty blonde hair in a messy high ponytail. Making finishing touches with the bowl of candy at the register.
With her hands on her hips, she squealed with delight. "Its perfect!" Moving over to the door of the Cafe, she flipped the sign from closed to open.
Simon let his nose lead him, the smell of cinnamon luring him in like a siren's song. He always loved a good, sweet treat. He was new to this area, hoping to find a house in a slightly cheaper market than his own turf in New York. He wore a pristine white hoodie, slightly baggy blue jeans, and white tennis shoes that looked like they were fresh out of the box.
As he pushed on the glass door, the ghost came to life, wiggling above him. He jumped, startled by the sudden noise. He let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head as he continued into the store. It was pleasantly warm, and the smell of baked goods and hot drinks overwhelmed his senses. It reminded him of the kitchens back home. With a small smile, Simon's eyes found the host. "What do you recommend?" he asked, placing his hands into the hoodie's pocket.
As he pushed on the glass door, the ghost came to life, wiggling above him. He jumped, startled by the sudden noise. He let out a breathy laugh, shaking his head as he continued into the store. It was pleasantly warm, and the smell of baked goods and hot drinks overwhelmed his senses. It reminded him of the kitchens back home. With a small smile, Simon's eyes found the host. "What do you recommend?" he asked, placing his hands into the hoodie's pocket.
Walking in adjusting his tie Roman smiled taking in the sight and sound of the place. "I love this time of year.." He said as he got in line and waited. Oh how he couldn't wait to get a pumpkin spice expresso and enjoy a moment sitting here reading his book and thinking of the fall colors he knew he was going to enjoy.
Checking his phone he smiled more as he replied to some texts then put his phone on silent. Maybe he would meet some old friends or make some new ones today. But oh the smell of the coffee was making his mouth water...The chance to relax and catch up on the latest romance novel was another.
Checking his phone he smiled more as he replied to some texts then put his phone on silent. Maybe he would meet some old friends or make some new ones today. But oh the smell of the coffee was making his mouth water...The chance to relax and catch up on the latest romance novel was another.
A bright smile came to her face the moment the chime of the door being opened sounded off. The small little ghost wiggling with its soft "ooo" noises. Seeing the man jump just a bit made her giggle ever so slightly. "Welcome in!" In one fluid motion, she was already acrossed the shop woth a small pattern of her black flats.
Motioning one hand to the tray by the door, she gave him a warm and welcoming smile. One so bright she could light up an entire house on just that smile. "We have a brown sugar and cinnamon espresso as well as the classic pumpkin."
She made sure to point out which was which for him. With the dark color in the white cups, they looked the same to anyone. Except someone who had been making coffee most of her life. "We also have a bunch of pastries as well as little cake pops. Anything to your liking, just ask." Placing her hands in her apron pockets, she gave a nod before walking back to behind the counter.
Seeing the new man behind the counter, she couldnt help but smile even more. The array of customers was amazing! They just kept coming in. "What can I get you sir?"
Motioning one hand to the tray by the door, she gave him a warm and welcoming smile. One so bright she could light up an entire house on just that smile. "We have a brown sugar and cinnamon espresso as well as the classic pumpkin."
She made sure to point out which was which for him. With the dark color in the white cups, they looked the same to anyone. Except someone who had been making coffee most of her life. "We also have a bunch of pastries as well as little cake pops. Anything to your liking, just ask." Placing her hands in her apron pockets, she gave a nod before walking back to behind the counter.
Seeing the new man behind the counter, she couldnt help but smile even more. The array of customers was amazing! They just kept coming in. "What can I get you sir?"
Simon was starstruck. A smile like that probably made many people buy way more than they were intending to. Looking to the table, he picked up one of the brown sugar and cinnamon espresso cups. Taking a sip, he stepped away from the table, allowing the other guest plenty of space should he also choose to partake in a sample.
The drink was amazing! Perfectly balanced between the sweet additions and the bitter taste of coffee. If he lived in this area, he'd be in trouble! He quickly finished the sample and approached the register, confident that he knew what he wanted. "Can I have a large cinnamon and brown sugar espresso with two of the ghost cake pops?"
The drink was amazing! Perfectly balanced between the sweet additions and the bitter taste of coffee. If he lived in this area, he'd be in trouble! He quickly finished the sample and approached the register, confident that he knew what he wanted. "Can I have a large cinnamon and brown sugar espresso with two of the ghost cake pops?"
Seeing the excitment on the first males face, she couldnt help but to feel a bit of pride. It was her own creation with fresh coffee beans. Her mother was getting to old and sore to be able to ground the beans. So, Aurora decided to take over all the preparations and the shop. Speaking of, she realized behind the counter that she forgot to put her name tag on her apron.
Quickly fishing it out of her apron pockets, grabbing the pin and hastily attaching it. Hearing the order as she fidgeted with the pin for a moment. "Yes! I will have that for you shortly." Flickering her eyes over to the first man and then back to the one at the counter.
Swiftly, she reached over in the case and grabbed the two ghost cake pops and wrapped a napkin around the handles. Offering them out to the male with a sparkle in her eyes. "The cake pops are free today, so dont worry about the price!"
Quickly fishing it out of her apron pockets, grabbing the pin and hastily attaching it. Hearing the order as she fidgeted with the pin for a moment. "Yes! I will have that for you shortly." Flickering her eyes over to the first man and then back to the one at the counter.
Swiftly, she reached over in the case and grabbed the two ghost cake pops and wrapped a napkin around the handles. Offering them out to the male with a sparkle in her eyes. "The cake pops are free today, so dont worry about the price!"
Aurora. What a lovely name. He gingerly accepted the cake pops from her, brows furrowing as she said they were free. What an odd notion. How did she plan to turn a profit if everything was free? People could take advantage of that. He said nothing as he waited for her to finish preparing his drink. He would pay, alright. The question was: how much? He now had something to mull over as he waited.
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A bright smile came to her face the moment the chime of the door being opened sounded off. The small little ghost wiggling with its soft "ooo" noises. Seeing the man jump just a bit made her giggle ever so slightly. "Welcome in!" In one fluid motion, she was already acrossed the shop woth a small pattern of her black flats.
Motioning one hand to the tray by the door, she gave him a warm and welcoming smile. One so bright she could light up an entire house on just that smile. "We have a brown sugar and cinnamon espresso as well as the classic pumpkin."
She made sure to point out which was which for him. With the dark color in the white cups, they looked the same to anyone. Except someone who had been making coffee most of her life. "We also have a bunch of pastries as well as little cake pops. Anything to your liking, just ask." Placing her hands in her apron pockets, she gave a nod before walking back to behind the counter.
Seeing the new man behind the counter, she couldnt help but smile even more. The array of customers was amazing! They just kept coming in. "What can I get you sir?"
Motioning one hand to the tray by the door, she gave him a warm and welcoming smile. One so bright she could light up an entire house on just that smile. "We have a brown sugar and cinnamon espresso as well as the classic pumpkin."
She made sure to point out which was which for him. With the dark color in the white cups, they looked the same to anyone. Except someone who had been making coffee most of her life. "We also have a bunch of pastries as well as little cake pops. Anything to your liking, just ask." Placing her hands in her apron pockets, she gave a nod before walking back to behind the counter.
Seeing the new man behind the counter, she couldnt help but smile even more. The array of customers was amazing! They just kept coming in. "What can I get you sir?"
Roman smiled at her. "Yes can I have a double shot of pumpkin spice and an apple turnover if you have any.." He was all excited this was the only time of year he got to enjoy this. Once his order was in and he was able to take it he found a nice little corner table by the window where he opened up his book and began to read. A small sip and a joy was brought to his lips as he settled in. He would make note of this cute little shop and would comeback regularly now.
The scent of cinnamon and espresso spilled into the street, catching Charlie mid-step. She paused just outside the café window, her fingers absently brushing a streak of dried paint on her wrist. The place looked warm and golden inside, glowing like a lantern against the gray of the afternoon. A little ghost by the door wiggled each time someone entered, and she could not help but smile.
Pushing open the glass door, the faint chime above it sang her arrival. The aroma of roasted beans and sugar wrapped around her like an embrace. She breathed it in deeply, then laughed softly when the ghost gave its cheerful “ooo.”
“That might be the friendliest haunting I’ve ever seen,” she said with a grin.
Her gaze drifted to the display of pumpkin and ghost cake pops, the neat swirl of frosting catching her artist’s eye. She approached the counter, tilting her head in admiration. “These are beautiful. You even made the icing shimmer a little. Did you do all the decorating yourself?”
She looked up, meeting Aurora’s bright blue eyes with an easy warmth that matched the season.
Pushing open the glass door, the faint chime above it sang her arrival. The aroma of roasted beans and sugar wrapped around her like an embrace. She breathed it in deeply, then laughed softly when the ghost gave its cheerful “ooo.”
“That might be the friendliest haunting I’ve ever seen,” she said with a grin.
Her gaze drifted to the display of pumpkin and ghost cake pops, the neat swirl of frosting catching her artist’s eye. She approached the counter, tilting her head in admiration. “These are beautiful. You even made the icing shimmer a little. Did you do all the decorating yourself?”
She looked up, meeting Aurora’s bright blue eyes with an easy warmth that matched the season.
It wad quick and sinple. People were piling in, which meant she had to work faster. But to use her powers? She couldnt. Not while working at the coffee shop. What would he mother think? Shaking the thought from her mind, she quickly made the man in the suit his order, rang him up and handed the receipt. "Thanks you!"
There was that cheerfulness once again. Turning to making the large brow sugar espresso with practiced care. Making sure the machine poured out just enough and didnt overflow the green and orange cup. A beautiful combination of colors and charm. Once she placed the green lid on it, she slid it over the counter to him. "Six fifty. A special today since it spooky seasons."
Hearing the chime again, it just made her heart even warmer. How busy the place was getting, the traction is gained. Even the woman compliments made a blush come onto the young owners face. Strands of blonde hair already falling out of the ponytail and framing her face. "I did. The secret is edible glitter. But dont spray too much or you'll look like Edward from Twilight." Her laugh came, just as warm as the place around her and her customers.
There was that cheerfulness once again. Turning to making the large brow sugar espresso with practiced care. Making sure the machine poured out just enough and didnt overflow the green and orange cup. A beautiful combination of colors and charm. Once she placed the green lid on it, she slid it over the counter to him. "Six fifty. A special today since it spooky seasons."
Hearing the chime again, it just made her heart even warmer. How busy the place was getting, the traction is gained. Even the woman compliments made a blush come onto the young owners face. Strands of blonde hair already falling out of the ponytail and framing her face. "I did. The secret is edible glitter. But dont spray too much or you'll look like Edward from Twilight." Her laugh came, just as warm as the place around her and her customers.
Simon grinned, watching her work. She was so efficient, working on what was quickest and easiest first, but still making time to ensure each customer was properly engaged with. He accepted his drink and handed her a $50 bill for his drink and the cake pops. "Consider the rest a tip, then," he said with a wink. With his treats in tow, Simon turned and left the small business. He'd certainly return to this small bakery whenever he visited the town again.
With the fifty dollars was slid over to her, her eyes widened. There was no way that she was going to take a forty three dollar and fifty cent tip from a random stranger. As her eyes remained wide with shock, she looked right and left for a moment before placing the fifty in the drawer with ease, careful not to wrinkle it.
Taking out the change, she placed it in the tip jar in front of her. A bright blush come to her cheeks as she tucked some loose blonde hair behind her ear. "Thank you!" She called after the male as he left the shop. That blush still staying on her cheeks as she wiped down the counter a bit. Trying to do anything to keep her hands busy for the moment.
Taking out the change, she placed it in the tip jar in front of her. A bright blush come to her cheeks as she tucked some loose blonde hair behind her ear. "Thank you!" She called after the male as he left the shop. That blush still staying on her cheeks as she wiped down the counter a bit. Trying to do anything to keep her hands busy for the moment.
Charlie laughed softly at the Twilight comment, shaking her head. “Noted. I will try to leave here sparkling on the inside instead.”
She leaned against the counter, eyes bright as she watched the flurry of motion behind it. Aurora worked with the practiced rhythm of someone who loved what she did, and there was something contagious about that energy. The hum of conversation, the hiss of the espresso machine, the faint jingle of the ghost by the door, it all came together like a perfect little scene waiting to be painted.
“You really have something special here,” Charlie said after a moment. “It feels like stepping into the heart of autumn. Cozy, a little chaotic, but somehow perfect.”
She nodded toward the case of pastries, her grin widening. “I think I will take one of those ghost cake pops. They deserve a good home.”
She leaned against the counter, eyes bright as she watched the flurry of motion behind it. Aurora worked with the practiced rhythm of someone who loved what she did, and there was something contagious about that energy. The hum of conversation, the hiss of the espresso machine, the faint jingle of the ghost by the door, it all came together like a perfect little scene waiting to be painted.
“You really have something special here,” Charlie said after a moment. “It feels like stepping into the heart of autumn. Cozy, a little chaotic, but somehow perfect.”
She nodded toward the case of pastries, her grin widening. “I think I will take one of those ghost cake pops. They deserve a good home.”
Turning to the female, she let out a soft laugh as a sparkle was caught in her eyes. Something about how the woman spoke about her shop filled her with such pride. All the hard work over the last couple of months for this one single moment was for. The compliments were nice, but it was people felt warm and cozy there.
"A little bit of chaos is what I am all about. Can't have fall without a little mayhem." With a smile, she leaned into the display case and grabbed two of the ghost cake pops. Handling them with such care to not ruin and not cover her hands in glitter. Even if it was edible, her warning stood true.
Wrapping them up for the woman before handing it over. "For the month, the ghost and pumpkin cake pops are free. Just a little sweet treat for anyone who stops by. Just to show kindness." She wiped her hands on the orange apron she wore, getting sparkles all over it from the cake pops.
"A little bit of chaos is what I am all about. Can't have fall without a little mayhem." With a smile, she leaned into the display case and grabbed two of the ghost cake pops. Handling them with such care to not ruin and not cover her hands in glitter. Even if it was edible, her warning stood true.
Wrapping them up for the woman before handing it over. "For the month, the ghost and pumpkin cake pops are free. Just a little sweet treat for anyone who stops by. Just to show kindness." She wiped her hands on the orange apron she wore, getting sparkles all over it from the cake pops.
Charlie’s smile deepened as she accepted the little bundle of cake pops, the scent of sugar and spice rising between them. The kindness in the gesture was unmistakable, and it made the cozy glow of the shop feel even brighter.
“That is the sweetest thing I have heard all day,” she said softly. “Free treats and a little chaos. I think that is a perfect recipe for fall.”
She lifted one of the wrapped pops, studying the tiny swirl of frosting before laughing. “They are almost too cute to eat. Almost.”
Tucking the treat carefully into her bag, Charlie looked back at Aurora. “Thank you for this. You have made my afternoon. And I promise, if I end up covered in glitter, I will tell everyone this is where the magic started.”
Her grin was bright as she turned toward the door, pausing just long enough to glance at the wiggling ghost one last time before stepping back into the golden light outside.
“That is the sweetest thing I have heard all day,” she said softly. “Free treats and a little chaos. I think that is a perfect recipe for fall.”
She lifted one of the wrapped pops, studying the tiny swirl of frosting before laughing. “They are almost too cute to eat. Almost.”
Tucking the treat carefully into her bag, Charlie looked back at Aurora. “Thank you for this. You have made my afternoon. And I promise, if I end up covered in glitter, I will tell everyone this is where the magic started.”
Her grin was bright as she turned toward the door, pausing just long enough to glance at the wiggling ghost one last time before stepping back into the golden light outside.
"They are adorable. But they are also delicious and homemade." With a small wave to the woman, she couldnt help the blush that crept to her ears. It seemed everyone was loving the little treats and the warmth the shop brought. It could bring her to hapoy tears, but she remained her composer.
Hands smoothing her apron once more as she heard the chime of the door once more. "Have a wonderful day, and make sure you spread the word!" There was that light and airy laugh again. The one that was filled with warmth, just like the shop.
Busying herself once more, she began cleaning up the counter. Making sure the wood shined and there wasnt anything sticky from the coffee on it. A clean shop is a better shop. It appealed to the eye more, or so her mother always use to say.
Hands smoothing her apron once more as she heard the chime of the door once more. "Have a wonderful day, and make sure you spread the word!" There was that light and airy laugh again. The one that was filled with warmth, just like the shop.
Busying herself once more, she began cleaning up the counter. Making sure the wood shined and there wasnt anything sticky from the coffee on it. A clean shop is a better shop. It appealed to the eye more, or so her mother always use to say.
A new someone walks through the door of this festive tinted cafe, admiring every detail and piece of decor layering the currently bustling building. Their stance is quite odd, a large amalgam of origami like papers put together in the form of a large female, however this doesn't at all stop the enjoyment spread from their demeanour.
"I don't think I've seen this place before..." She says with her curiosity piqued, noticing the signs and adverts declaring free pricing towards many of their items. "I have a feeling Tato might enjoy this," She says to herself before walking over and viewing the menu, trying to decide what she might enjoy.
"I don't think I've seen this place before..." She says with her curiosity piqued, noticing the signs and adverts declaring free pricing towards many of their items. "I have a feeling Tato might enjoy this," She says to herself before walking over and viewing the menu, trying to decide what she might enjoy.
She had to blink a couple times to make sure she wasnt dreaming or being attacked by a villain. This person really was an origami of sorts. It was something people dont see every day, but she was still carrying that warm smile and fall charm. "Welcome to Harvest Bloom! Cake pops, the ghost and pumpkins, they're free."
Flinging the rag behind her and allowing some of her shadows to carry the dirty rag to the back of the shop. With her head tilted, she grabbed a hand menu and slid it over to the person. Trying to be kind and patient with them as much as she could. "There is the typical flavors, French vanilla, mocha.. but we also have pumpkin spice and brown sugar cinnamon."
Looming up from the the menu, there was a warmth in her blue-eyes. A twinkle of something soft came to life. Taking a step from the menu to allow them to decide without being pressured or feel uncomfortable.
Flinging the rag behind her and allowing some of her shadows to carry the dirty rag to the back of the shop. With her head tilted, she grabbed a hand menu and slid it over to the person. Trying to be kind and patient with them as much as she could. "There is the typical flavors, French vanilla, mocha.. but we also have pumpkin spice and brown sugar cinnamon."
Looming up from the the menu, there was a warmth in her blue-eyes. A twinkle of something soft came to life. Taking a step from the menu to allow them to decide without being pressured or feel uncomfortable.
The door opens of the Harvest Bloom, a grunt coming from that weird creature as that spook moves with the door.
The creature? A large, big stag, with strong arms and quite large hooves. A buck with a twelve point antler that mumbles a swear into his muzzle as those &@@/$# antlers knock again at the upper frame of the door, almost falling off.
Max wasn’t used to wear such “woods”, this horse was disguised as a deer, in some unusual brown clothing. At closer look, four ears were to be evident. But what the heck, it’s for fun.
The stallion was going to trick or treat all his clients, all those ever needing firewood.
The creature? A large, big stag, with strong arms and quite large hooves. A buck with a twelve point antler that mumbles a swear into his muzzle as those &@@/$# antlers knock again at the upper frame of the door, almost falling off.
Max wasn’t used to wear such “woods”, this horse was disguised as a deer, in some unusual brown clothing. At closer look, four ears were to be evident. But what the heck, it’s for fun.
The stallion was going to trick or treat all his clients, all those ever needing firewood.
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