- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- 4 PM to 10 PM
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Douche
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Transgender
- Futanari
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Modern, War, Sports, Racing, Action, Romance, Yuri
c a s s i e
Days at Josiah's Café during this time of year were typically very slow. Even though it was the tail end of the summer break, students had yet to make their way back from wherever it was. Unfortunately for Cassie, home was also where she went to school. Bred, born, and raised in Seattle, she knew these northwestern streets like the back of her hand. It only made sense for her to go to the school in her backyard. It was a slow day, as always at Josiah's. There were a few people in there, but they typically just wanted a cup of coffee and stayed to enjoy the free WiFi.
Cassie also just so happened to be the longest tenured employee in at the cafe at the time. Everyone else had either gone home for the summer, or was greener than her, and as a result she was responsible for making most of the drinks. Cappuccinos, espressos, and whatnot were the name of her game right now. If they were allowed to play their own music, it would've been better, but the owner wanted them to play some easier listening music to avoid offending anyone who couldn't handle a couple of f-bombs. What a shame.
Currently, Cassie was in the front cleaning up a couple of minor stains that a customer had left behind and failed to clean. Customers sucked. Maybe someone could come in and brighten things up for once. Cassie always liked a customer who always tried to make conversation instead of the usual ornery bunch who just came in, ordered their coffee, and got out. That's just what happened in somewhere that was deemed to be the "Next Silicon Valley". You got a bunch of people who felt like they were better than you just because you worked at a minimum wage job.
Cassie looked back at the door, hoping someone else could come in and bring some life into the café.