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Origin Story
I should have known that we would never work out, we were far too similar and it drove us apart. Neither one of us cared enough about the other to try too understand or maybe it was that we cared too much about our values that were blind sighted from the love we had for each other. I did at one point love him I know that much and I believe he loved me. Now we stand face to face after months apart and we know that only one of us is making it out of here alive, he wants to rule the world but I want to save it. The very same thing that forced us to go our separate ways is now dragging us back together for one final reunion. It’s me that’s going to die. I know this because he’s so much stronger than me he always has been he just didn’t know it until now. Even if I was stronger I don’t have what it takes in me to kill him because once I look into those eyes I’ll have to face the truth I’ve been running from ever since I walked out that door. I still love him. I’ll never stop loving him I know that now but I could also never be with him. For months I’ve been struggling with these opposing forces within me roaring and raging against each other like fire and ice. The more I tried to move on the harder it became. Now I’m standing less than two feet from him tears streaming down my face preparing to go down fighting for what I believe in, for the world and the people I care about. A small part of me even fighting for him for the person I know he can be for the man only I got to know and the man I hope the worlds gets to meet. That’s when I see him, really see him, and he sees me. The real man I fell for is staring at me not the one hiding behind this facade and just as he begins to lower his weapon a loud gun shot rings through the air. For a moment I think, this is it that I’m going to die, but when I open my eyes I see him fall to the ground a huge red spot growing bigger and darker as the seconds pass on. I fall to knees and hold his head in my lap the shouting in the background drowning out to a low hum because right now it’s only me and him there is no one else that matters. I lean in and kiss him because I know that he was going to surrender the same way I was that he had also learned to understand me the way that I had come to understand him. There was only one thing I knew now, the love of my life had been taking away from me by the very same people that I was trying to protect. In an instant everything inside of me turned to red, this is my villain origin story.
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waitinf for godot at the coffee shop #coffeeshop #coffee #coffeeshopstories #art #illustration #sketch #napkin #napkinart #manhattan #newyork (at The Lazy Llama Coffee Bar)
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#oneyearagotoday What a beautiful little mess. Coworker: "Rachel, let me crush your dreams!" Me: "Oh no, not my dreams!" Coworker: "I'm gonna crush your dreams!" Me as I pour a customer's coffee: "If you crush my dreams then you crush my heart, and I can't let you do that!" #coffeerachel #peetsrachel #coffeeshopstories #footvision #music #elated #barefoot #7daysfinallyover #butbacktomyrealwork #morewriting #morerecording #freelancelife #gigstogetmeby
#morewriting#music#gigstogetmeby#coffeerachel#coffeeshopstories#butbacktomyrealwork#barefoot#peetsrachel#freelancelife#morerecording#footvision#7daysfinallyover#elated#oneyearagotoday
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When the coffee shop you're in still has Christmas on and has just the perfect shade of tiffany-blue. 😍☕️ #coffeeshopstories #coffeegirl #coffeesesh #coffeeshop #marissepatisserie #coffeestory #photooftheday📷
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Her Eyes - Jackson
She is sitting across me, holding my Psychology notebook. I didn't even think she knew who I was. I am trying to pay attention to my own work but I keep looking up at her. She has a concentrated look as she studies my notes. Her eyes are a beautiful contrast to her dark hair. They are like a cloud cover sky that will bring a rainbow after the storm. But, today there is a sadness to them that I can't figure out why. Her life seems so perfect. She looks up and her lips part as she stares at me. I want to reach across the table and kiss those delicate lips. Instead I clear my throat to keep me from making a stupid decision.
"I know I have sloppy hand writing, if you have any questions..." I mentioned because she looked a little lost.
"No, they are fine. Do you mind if I make copies of these? They are way more detailed than my own."
"I have class Monday, as long as I can have it back by then."
"No problem. Just give me your number and I will let you know when I'm done."
I give her my number and start packing my stuff. Leaving as fast as I can because my jeans have gone tighter and it is starting to feel uncomfortable. She walks with me out the door and we look at each other.
"My name is Natalie by the way." She mentions.
"Jackson, nice to meet you." I reply and we walk our separate ways.
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#unfilteredyetunspoken #youandcoffee #prose #proseofinstagram #proseoftheday #shortstory #storyteller #writer #writersblock #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersworld #writersoftumblr #jcbasiya #writing #coffeeshopstory
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Welcome to the coffee shop: where the drinks are overpriced and the stories are free☕️
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True Life:
a customer just told me that when Bluetooth ear pieces first came out, it took him a solid year to realize what was going on. this man literally thought people were just starting to lose it, and he was trying to figure it why people were suddenly talking to themselves.
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NEW BLOG POST! Okay, it's a little different, this is a fiction story I started writing. Leave feedback please? Check it out here (or link in bio) http://www.lovemegananne.com/coffeeshopstory-1/ ☕️☀️💕
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Coffee Shop Prompt #4
People-watching
November 14, 2015
The girl jumped up and down, all giggly and excited as if she had a whole cake for lunch. Her dad rested his head on the table as he watched her skip about the room, peeking under the tables, “Where are youuuu,” she sang in a strange tune. Still eyes fixed on the child, the father quickly grabbed his phone from his back pocket and snapped pictures of his baby girl, smiling and thinking to himself, “I hope you’ll always be this happy.”
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He entered the room and glanced at everyone. He continued to walk pass every table, except for one.
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Staring blankly into the invisible wall, he sat side-by-side with his grandchild, whose body is rested on his arms. The girl squirms beside him as she continues to scroll through her phone. His in-laws talked and laughed loudly amongst themselves while swiping through photos on their iPads, whereas his son seems to be taking an important call. He sighs deeply and continued to stare through the invisible wall.
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In the dark corners of the room, the young boy is defeating his enemies who seem to be lurking beside the couch. Toy gun in hand, the boy is blasting his enemies with his sidekick, “phew, phew! Boom!” they both shouted. The boy shrieked and appears to be wounded when his enemies tried to defend their territory. His sidekick hurriedly went to the table and retrieved the medicine. “Open your mouth. Eat this,” the sidekick pleads. The boy willingly swallowed and chomped down the chicken and continued to shoot away. The child’s mom witnessed the whole scene and exclaimed, “Galing talaga ni yaya!”
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We sat in silence, as the crowd shifted through emotions, we sat there keeping to ourselves, in silence. He blasted the music to FIFA songs as he put himself inside a glass cage where nothing could break in, not even time.
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This would feel perfect with you. #vsco #vscoph #vscophile #vscocam #coffeeshopstories #alone (at Infinitea Tuguegarao)
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I have a lot to tell you #illustration #art #sketch #napkin #napkinart #coffee #coffeeshop #coffeeshopstories #doodle #ink (at Two Cups - Coffee Bar & Roastery)
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What a beautiful little mess. Coworker: "Rachel, let me crush your dreams!" Me: "Oh no, not my dreams!" Coworker: "I'm gonna crush your dreams!" Me as I pour a customer's coffee: "If you crush my dreams then you crush my heart, and I can't let you do that!" #coffeerachel #peetsrachel #coffeeshopstories #footvision #music #elated #barefoot #7daysfinallyover #butbacktomyrealwork #morewritimy #morerecording #freelancelife #gigstogetmeby
#elated#coffeeshopstories#gigstogetmeby#barefoot#7daysfinallyover#footvision#morewritimy#butbacktomyrealwork#peetsrachel#music#freelancelife#coffeerachel#morerecording
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I’m A Mess - Natalie
I'm a mess right now. My boyfriend, Charles, broke up with me. We were together for the past three years and he decides that it is not working out. That he needs to go out and explore what is out there. I can't work it out, going through the motions but nothing makes sense. I sat in class not even paying attention because all I could think about is Charles. On the way home from class I go by the coffee shop to get me a coffee and some food. I step inside from the fall weather and go towards the counter to order my usual, white chocolate mocha. Now, what happened in class today? Looking around while waiting for my drink I spot a guy I know has the same class but at a different time. I'll ask him for his notes. My order is ready and I walk towards him, he sees me coming.
"May I sit with you?" I ask. He stares at me for a moment and he has a beautiful shade of blue eyes, they are like the Mediterranean Sea.
"Um, yes you may. Let me move some of my stuff out of your way."
"I have to ask you for something, you have Prof. Young for psychology, right?"
"Yes, how do you know that?"
"I've seen you leave his class. Anyways, I just need some notes if you don't mind."
"Of course, here is my notebook."
As I grab his notebook our fingers brush and there was an electricity that went through me. I look up and he is looking at his own fingers. We sit in silence as I look through his notebook.
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Coffee Shop Stories #3//Bar-bee
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#freebee #coffeeshopstories now that's a good start to the day!!! (at South Bank London)
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