- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Online Availability
- Saturdays and Sundays.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Transgender
- Genres
- Romance. Modern. Dystopian. Horror.
MOONSTRUCK ★
"Two truffle mochas with extra whipped cream?"
"That's for us!"
"Here you go ladies! Enjoy."
To the two ladies that continue to frequent Moonstruck just to see a barista's face, please just enjoy your drinks.
It was another busy day at Moonstruck Chocolate Cafe, a medium-sized, royal blue adorned, chocolate ridden cafe located in the very heart of Portland Oregon. Joshua Kim had been working at this bustling establishment for over 4 years, but just being inside it, handling all the mochas and lattes, had always been a new experience each time he walked through those polished glass doors. The cafe itself was based around rich and fine chocolate hence the name, he himself just handled the drinks and gave out the chocolate his coworkers made late at night.
"That'll be $2.50. Thank you so much!"
Joshua loved his job. He loved the truffles, the tumbled hazelnuts, the gourmet hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate shavings. He loved it all. He never thought that chocolate would be his calling, but it was, and he was very content with the job he had. The cafe was adorned with expensive furnishing despite the price of menu, the chairs leathered and comfortable, the tables a dark wood and polished with Lysol. The walls were an opaque beige, every so often a large royal blue stripe was painted vertically to give the room a sense of majesty and formality. At the front of the store was where Joshua was the most familiar with. The display fridge just lined up with chocolates of different textures, sizes, color, and decoration. Each and every day he came in and something was always different, the surprise of new chocolates and new drinks to create always kept him on his toes, which he loved to bits. The job was everything he had hoped for.
"Excuse me, but if you wanted a picture of me, you can just ask. I don't bite!"
Except for the people. He understood that he was gifted with Aphrodite's genes of beauty, but he absolutely despised it. He wasn't one to flaunt his face or show off his body, but the attention he had been receiving made him look like some Alex from Target wannabe. Despite all this attention, being nice to people was always a priority. He loved people, he loved recognition, just not this kind of recognition. He'd much rather prefer getting compliments on his drinks and chocolate rather than how cute his smile was or how nice his hair looked today. He just didn't quite get it. How people could be so infatuated with visuals rather than talent. This sort of mindset, he believed, didn't classify him as negative or closed off, it was just the opposite. He loved seeing other people's views of the world and the society around it, even though the views may be uncomfortable to him. He would be lying if he said he didn't like those compliments about his looks, but he just didn't like it when it was the only thing people saw about him.
"Keep up the good work Joshua! You're doing really good with the customers today!"
"Thank you so much!"
Those were the compliments he had wanted to receive since Day 1. The appraisal of his work made him go home feeling satisfied. It was a long and busy day, continuously meeting regulars and petite women wearing clothes that belong on a tumblr page. On the occasion, a cute guy would stop by, grab a drink, and leave without another word, making him feel more curious about what he wanted in life. His hours consisted of the same old thing. Greet people, take their order, create the order with sublime perfection, give the order, receive the payment, then greet them again as they leave Moonstruck. He loved the simplicity of it all yet at the same time he wanted something a bit different. He was constantly chilled out by the music that played throughout the cafe, the tune balancing out his inner bubbly excitement.
"Would you like to try our new drink today? It's called a Milk Mayan Cocoa, and what it is, is this really delicious cocoa with our Mayan chocolate. It's steamed with milk and if you want, we can put a little bit of whipped cream with chocolate shavings for you." He offered cheerfully with a smile and a wink. It was always his pleasure to serve the people he tended to with a happy attitude. He knew nothing else but to treat people with utmost joy and respect.
"That sounds amazing! Let me try one."
"You got it miss!"
New samples were a bit different, he guessed.
"That's for us!"
"Here you go ladies! Enjoy."
To the two ladies that continue to frequent Moonstruck just to see a barista's face, please just enjoy your drinks.
It was another busy day at Moonstruck Chocolate Cafe, a medium-sized, royal blue adorned, chocolate ridden cafe located in the very heart of Portland Oregon. Joshua Kim had been working at this bustling establishment for over 4 years, but just being inside it, handling all the mochas and lattes, had always been a new experience each time he walked through those polished glass doors. The cafe itself was based around rich and fine chocolate hence the name, he himself just handled the drinks and gave out the chocolate his coworkers made late at night.
"That'll be $2.50. Thank you so much!"
Joshua loved his job. He loved the truffles, the tumbled hazelnuts, the gourmet hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate shavings. He loved it all. He never thought that chocolate would be his calling, but it was, and he was very content with the job he had. The cafe was adorned with expensive furnishing despite the price of menu, the chairs leathered and comfortable, the tables a dark wood and polished with Lysol. The walls were an opaque beige, every so often a large royal blue stripe was painted vertically to give the room a sense of majesty and formality. At the front of the store was where Joshua was the most familiar with. The display fridge just lined up with chocolates of different textures, sizes, color, and decoration. Each and every day he came in and something was always different, the surprise of new chocolates and new drinks to create always kept him on his toes, which he loved to bits. The job was everything he had hoped for.
"Excuse me, but if you wanted a picture of me, you can just ask. I don't bite!"
Except for the people. He understood that he was gifted with Aphrodite's genes of beauty, but he absolutely despised it. He wasn't one to flaunt his face or show off his body, but the attention he had been receiving made him look like some Alex from Target wannabe. Despite all this attention, being nice to people was always a priority. He loved people, he loved recognition, just not this kind of recognition. He'd much rather prefer getting compliments on his drinks and chocolate rather than how cute his smile was or how nice his hair looked today. He just didn't quite get it. How people could be so infatuated with visuals rather than talent. This sort of mindset, he believed, didn't classify him as negative or closed off, it was just the opposite. He loved seeing other people's views of the world and the society around it, even though the views may be uncomfortable to him. He would be lying if he said he didn't like those compliments about his looks, but he just didn't like it when it was the only thing people saw about him.
"Keep up the good work Joshua! You're doing really good with the customers today!"
"Thank you so much!"
Those were the compliments he had wanted to receive since Day 1. The appraisal of his work made him go home feeling satisfied. It was a long and busy day, continuously meeting regulars and petite women wearing clothes that belong on a tumblr page. On the occasion, a cute guy would stop by, grab a drink, and leave without another word, making him feel more curious about what he wanted in life. His hours consisted of the same old thing. Greet people, take their order, create the order with sublime perfection, give the order, receive the payment, then greet them again as they leave Moonstruck. He loved the simplicity of it all yet at the same time he wanted something a bit different. He was constantly chilled out by the music that played throughout the cafe, the tune balancing out his inner bubbly excitement.
"Would you like to try our new drink today? It's called a Milk Mayan Cocoa, and what it is, is this really delicious cocoa with our Mayan chocolate. It's steamed with milk and if you want, we can put a little bit of whipped cream with chocolate shavings for you." He offered cheerfully with a smile and a wink. It was always his pleasure to serve the people he tended to with a happy attitude. He knew nothing else but to treat people with utmost joy and respect.
"That sounds amazing! Let me try one."
"You got it miss!"
New samples were a bit different, he guessed.
ambience.
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joshua. twenty-three. barista.
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joshua. twenty-three. barista.
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