Venti Drinking Novelas e Histórias

“How are things? Any mate yet?” “Things are good but, sadly, no.” “Awe. I’m sure you’ll find them.” I kept it discreet since he hasn’t come out to everyone yet. “I hope.” he pulled the towel from his shoulder, wiping his hands. “What can I get for you ladies?” “Vodka and cranberry for Peyton, Sex on the Beach for El, and Malibu Bay Breeze for myself.” “Wereliquor or human?” “Really?” I raised a brow, chuckling.

I said to Edwin. Edwin happily took out a drink from his fridge. I spent the night forgetting for a moment Frey's slightly odd behavior.

It’s extremely unpleasant, how do they stand it? “Just focus on me,” Chris says, kissing my cheek. Now that I can easily do. I smile and lean into him and breathe in his heavenly aroma, letting it shield me from the unpleasant scents in the room. “I’m going to go get us some drinks, what does everyone want?” Marcus asks. “Dry martini, please,” says Eric as he leans into Vitali. “Gin and tonic,” says Vitali. “Sea Breeze for me, thanks,” says Chris.

“Mizuki-san, two double shots of tequila please!” “O-Oi, Ren!” Ren grinned as the drinks were poured and slid into their hands. “It should taste better than the stuff that we usually drank,” he said as he took a quick swig of his own drink. “Friends forever, right?” “Yeah,” said Yuri, managing a small smile as she followed Ren’s lead. The venomous acidic taste of the tequila slid down the back of her throat and burned in her stomach, causing her to feel a little light-headed.

"Drink up while it's hot! It's organic matcha from Erewhon. I added honey and MCT oil." Victoria held the slightly sweet, green liquid with a perfect smile on her face. "Tomorrow is your last SAT. This will get your brain in peak condition." I stared at the delicate bone china cup. I swallowed hard. But for some reason, alarm bells were ringing in my head. Don't drink it. "I didn't even make any for Mason," Victoria whispered, like it was a precious secret.

My breathing became shallow, and panic flared inside me. “Kourtney!” Mom’s voice was sharp with concern as she stood up from her seat. I frantically searched for a drink, grabbing the nearest glass and taking a big gulp. “Oh my God!” Mom’s voice cracked. I felt her eyes on me, worried and unsure. “That’s not water, honey! That’s California Petite Sirah, a wine with high alcohol content,” she explained, her tone laced with anxiety. “Maybe you’ll get tipsy...” she added with a nervous laugh.

It was a Rosemary Gin Fizz—Elaine Vance’s favorite drink, a detail known only to her inner circle. "Please, Elara. I heard this is a favorite among women in Zurich," Adrian said, a sly glint in his eyes. I stared at the glass. If I drank it with relish, he would know. If I rejected it by claiming an allergy, he would also know, as Elaine had a mild allergy to fresh cherries. "What are you waiting for? Come on, perhaps we can toast," Adrian pushed, his face wearing a smile that confirmed this was his opening move.

m. "Good morning! What can I get started for you?" I arch a brow. "A venti iced caramel macchiato, double shot, oat milk. Extra caramel drizzle. Like, drown me in it. I'm barely holding it together." His fingers pause over the screen, lips twitching like he's fighting to keep a straight face. Poor thing. Work policy, I get it... but if he wants to laugh, he should just let it out. I'm not liable for snorts.

The faint sound of liquid being poured. “You’ve been standing there for ten minutes,” he said. “I like the view.” “It’s dangerous.” She glanced over her shoulder slightly. “How?” “It makes people believe they’re above everything.” Tiana turned back to the window. “Maybe some people are.” “Not even me,” Vince replied calmly. She almost smiled. Almost. A glass appeared beside her. She looked down at it. “I don’t drink.” “You don’t eat much either,” he said. “That’s not a good argument.”

Damien watched as she drank from his mug, his eyebrows involuntarily furrowing. Serena, sipping and observing Damien's changing expression, found it amusing. He was definitely a neat freak! She was genuinely thirsty and since the tea was quite good, she ended up drinking several more sips. By the time Serena put the mug down, she had already drunk half of the tea inside. Damien watched as Serena set down her cup and said, "Next time you want some water, there are disposable cups over there."