darkgodofcoffee

[darkgodofcoffee]

[darkgodofcoffee]

 shadowgodling:

darkgodofcoffee:

shadowgodling:

darkgodofcoffee:

“Of course I like this place. I own this place. It’s My kingdom, to do with as I see fit.” He took a long, noisy sip from his coffee. “I’ve made it clear enough - you come here for the coffee, not for a pat on the back. If the customer doesn’t like how they’re treated, they can leave.”

“Exactly. So there are people in the world who like this sort of place and they’re not all mad.” He finally lifted his coffee to his mouth and sipped the hot liquid. He wasn’t a big fan of the bitterness, but he wasn’t connected enough to his taste buds to show it on his face. 

“Unless someone likes the way you pat.” He smiled and drank again. “This is nice. Thank you. Have you had a busy day?”

“No more than usual.” He checked to see if there was anyone else in the shop before pulling up a stool to the other side of the counter. “Morning rush, afternoon rush - you’ve managed to miss them both. There’s a reason it’s just Me behind the counter right now.”

“Lucky me.” Godling stopped and filled his mouth with coffee before he continued on to making a joke about getting Zorlan all to himself. That was probably a bit too far. “I guess that’s why you’re free to stop for a drink. Do you work here every day?”

His coffee was almost finished, and Zorlan’s mood fell with it. Even if it hadn’t, Godling’s joke would have gone over like a lead balloon. “Of course I do. Like I said, it’s My store. It lives and falls by Me - and I will never let it fall.”

*sniles stupidly at him, what a cute human* Hello. I'd like another cup of your most expensive coffee please, and one for you. *puts his stack of money on the counter gently to prove he can pay*

“…. Hn.” Zorlan squinted at him. He remembered this guy. There was something wrong with him, for sure. Still, his money was as good as anyone else’s. He grabbed it off the counter and stuffed it into his apron before moving over to where he kept the good stuff.

“You’re back,” he commented, back to Godling. “I’m surprised. Didn’t think you lived around here.”

[darkgodofcoffee]

“No more than usual.” He checked to see if there was anyone else in the shop before pulling up a stool to the other side of the counter. “Morning rush, afternoon rush - you’ve managed to miss them both. There’s a reason it’s just Me behind the counter right now.”

*sniles stupidly at him, what a cute human* Hello. I'd like another cup of your most expensive coffee please, and one for you. *puts his stack of money on the counter gently to prove he can pay*

“…. Hn.” Zorlan squinted at him. He remembered this guy. There was something wrong with him, for sure. Still, his money was as good as anyone else’s. He grabbed it off the counter and stuffed it into his apron before moving over to where he kept the good stuff.

“You’re back,” he commented, back to Godling. “I’m surprised. Didn’t think you lived around here.”

[darkgodofcoffee]

“Of course I like this place. I own this place. It’s My kingdom, to do with as I see fit.” He took a long, noisy sip from his coffee. “I’ve made it clear enough - you come here for the coffee, not for a pat on the back. If the customer doesn’t like how they’re treated, they can leave.”

*sniles stupidly at him, what a cute human* Hello. I'd like another cup of your most expensive coffee please, and one for you. *puts his stack of money on the counter gently to prove he can pay*

“…. Hn.” Zorlan squinted at him. He remembered this guy. There was something wrong with him, for sure. Still, his money was as good as anyone else’s. He grabbed it off the counter and stuffed it into his apron before moving over to where he kept the good stuff.

“You’re back,” he commented, back to Godling. “I’m surprised. Didn’t think you lived around here.”

[darkgodofcoffee]

“Pah! If you don’t have a passion for something, you will not be able to force yourself into having one.” He filled up two large mugs and deliberately gave Godling the one that was less filled, just daring him to say something. “You really are mad. I’ve heard many a praise about My shop, but the atmosphere? That is a rare one indeed.”

*sniles stupidly at him, what a cute human* Hello. I'd like another cup of your most expensive coffee please, and one for you. *puts his stack of money on the counter gently to prove he can pay*

“…. Hn.” Zorlan squinted at him. He remembered this guy. There was something wrong with him, for sure. Still, his money was as good as anyone else’s. He grabbed it off the counter and stuffed it into his apron before moving over to where he kept the good stuff.

“You’re back,” he commented, back to Godling. “I’m surprised. Didn’t think you lived around here.”

[darkgodofcoffee]

*sniles stupidly at him, what a cute human* Hello. I'd like another cup of your most expensive coffee please, and one for you. *puts his stack of money on the counter gently to prove he can pay*

“.... Hn.” Zorlan squinted at him. He remembered this guy. There was something wrong with him, for sure. Still, his money was as good as anyone else’s. He grabbed it off the counter and stuffed it into his apron before moving over to where he kept the good stuff.

“You’re back,” he commented, back to Godling. “I’m surprised. Didn’t think you lived around here.”

[darkgodofcoffee]

[darkgodofcoffee]

“It’s an high-class, exclusive product for a special sort of customer.” Zorlan leaned forward on the counter, sneering. “If you’re not the sort of customer worthy of having some of My coffee, then perhaps we ought to end this transaction before it starts.”

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The chimes on the door tinkle and he immediately scowls at the entryway.

“No solicitors, loitering or washroom runs. Buy something or get the hell out of my shop.”

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He glowered at the door of the shop. The goddamn chimes that had been unusually active today. If he didn’t need customers to keep the shop open, he would chase them all off for interrupting the peaceful atmosphere.

For their own sake, they had better buy something and fast.

[darkgodofcoffee]

“I’ve got a no-good assistant manager. He’s a real punk - foreign guy, scarred face, bleached hair. I don’t let them near the machines if I can help it.” 

As the pot began to fill, Zorlan inhaled deeply. His body was desperate for another caffeine fix, and he was only too happy to oblige. “He’s good for scaring off undesirables though, and apparently there’s some bad blood between him and a guy who works at a rival shop at mine. So long as he does what he’s told, I don’t care too much.”

:3

*squints; leans over the counter*

Are you going to waste My time or are you going to order something? Only paying customers are allowed to breath My air.

[darkgodofcoffee]

Coffee lover?

These are different flavors of authentic Kopi Luwak from Bali, Indonesia.

(Poop coffee from a Civet Cat)

[darkgodofcoffee]

The excretions of coffee beans by civet cat that will be further processed to be one of the most famous and expensive beverages in the world, Kopi Luwak.

(by Hafalook Fran F.)

[darkgodofcoffee]

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The chimes on the door tinkle and he immediately scowls at the entryway.

“No solicitors, loitering or washroom runs. Buy something or get the hell out of my shop.”

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Grinning, he set the machine to make enough for two cups. Perfect. He set a fresh pot out underneath the spout and set it to start.

“It’s the right combination of interesting, flavourful and rare. Rich people are into it, and then the little peons that have wealthy-envy jump all over themselves to get a taste of the high life. It’s not like Kopi Luwak isn’t made from coffee beans. The digestion process gives it an acidic flavour. It’s got some bite."

:3

*squints; leans over the counter*

Are you going to waste My time or are you going to order something? Only paying customers are allowed to breath My air.

[darkgodofcoffee]

Eccentric weirdo.

“Of course I do,” he snapped. Zorlan was still in a good mood, but he didn’t like stupid questions. “I don’t sell coffees I don’t stand behind. But it’s expensive stuff, so I don’t indulge unless it’s close to the expiry date.” It was clear he thought of himself something of a martyr for this by the tone of his voice.

With that said, he had just gotten the exact amount of money to pay for a second cup for free - taxes aside, of course. Hm ~

:3

*squints; leans over the counter*

Are you going to waste My time or are you going to order something? Only paying customers are allowed to breath My air.

[darkgodofcoffee]

This guy was one of those eccentric types, wasn't he. Ugh. At least he paid well.

"It's flavoured animal shit," he said, never one for subtlety. His attention back to the machine again. He wanted to make sure it was thoroughly cleaned so his customer's coffee wasn't contaminated. When he was satisfied, he prepared a new filter (a paper one - he never liked those reusable ones) and started feeding it the beans. "Fancy, exotic stuff."

:3

*squints; leans over the counter*

Are you going to waste My time or are you going to order something? Only paying customers are allowed to breath My air.

[darkgodofcoffee]

"Who are you, My therapist?" he sneered. Despite his rudeness, he continued; it was very rare for someone to be brave enough to order this particular coffee, and having the chance to make it made him his brand of 'chatty'.

"Zorlan Fades." He started the machine and it beeped at him. He gave it a good whack. "I've loved coffee from the moment I could get away from my mother's teat."

:3

*squints; leans over the counter*

Are you going to waste My time or are you going to order something? Only paying customers are allowed to breath My air.