About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.
A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.
I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!
Coffee Shop from “Free Images on Pixabay.com
Starting us off, my twittering tale:
“Get whatever Gramps. I’m payin’.”
“A coffee, please.”
“Decaf? Dark roast? Cream? Soy? Sugar or…?
“Good god! COFFEE! Black. Do you have that?
From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Opening day, one minute past. What if nobody comes? I’ll rearrange this, or maybe that. Ding! I turn around. “Welcome to Kat’s Koffee!”
From Reena at ReInventions:
“All coffee shops look the same.”
“They leave different impressions on the mind, depending on what happened there.”
“Yeah ….. some become markers in the book of life.”
From Michael at Morpethroad:
Coffee black, no milk or sugar
Not too hot or my lips will burn
how will she kiss me
with scorched lips
so do your bit
so I can do mine. Yes?
From Di at Pensitivity101:
‘What’s he doing?’
‘Making coffee. It took about 2 minutes in those days.’
‘Take me to the replicator. It takes 2 seconds.’
(Including the title, 135 characters)
From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
A cup of coffee, please
Milk, no sugar
Keep the change
A man with a book
My blind date
Hope it goes well
From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Got here before the morning rush. I’ll be the first one served. Do you want your usual double shot caramel macchiato? Text me back, okay?
From Bobby at Writing, events, competitions and even some self-penned bits:
Excuse me, I’ve been here ten minutes now, any chance of dropping what you’re doing and serving me, what sort of coffee-shop is this?
From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
The star trooper teleported out of danger but now found himself overlooking a strange world with ten moons. A bitter smell pervaded the air.
From Leena at Through My Heart Web:
God,No More Co-incdnces Plz
(At Cfe Shp)
Made In Heaven Cpl.We Gt Maried Den Divrcd n 3Blind Dates 2gtr
He Laughd,She Joined Him too
From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
I’m Ed its my diner
Mornings its mums
lunch guys from the garage
nights I open the sneak door for the Vampire Club, go home
Dunno what they do No blood here
From Willow at WillowDot21:
The plush coffee bar had a special buzz. Alejandro the sexy Barista was always there with a smile and a”The usual?” Until one day he wasn’t.
From Gayl at Words, Photos and Art:
Musings from a Coffee Shop – Four Tales from Gayl!
Coffee or Not?
The usual, please.
Must relax. Calm down.
New boss comes today.
Yikes! He’s here already!
On second thought, maybe coffee’s not the best…
A Place of Remembrance
My favorite place! I remember how we laughed, talked and cried together.
Oh, how I miss you, my beloved friend. Now I’m alone, wondering why.
Blender whirring, coffee brewing, new flavors.
Baristas rushing. Smiling at customers both crabby and kind.
Her first job. She loved it all!
Five friends talk amidst
Aromas of fresh coffee
Missing one who died
Each month gathering
Sharing joys and trials here
Sisters joined by God
From Hayley at The Story Files:
She started popping into coffee shops again just to see the menu. By the second week, all her favourite drinks appeared. Frequently, she sat and tasted autumn over and over again.
From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
Serving coffee was a ploy.
She warned him to be careful. He ignored. A car hit him.Her prognosis never failed.She practiced tasseography.
I loved your tales this past week. Coffee shops are such fun places. Who knew so much happened in coffee shops! Thanks for joining the challenge this week.
Found a beautiful photo on Pexels.com by Tim Savage for our challenge this week. I have spent a fair amount of time in humble motels in my life. I even lived for a summer in a motel. I was 12…my family was homeless. when I do get a chance to travel, I try to find a lovely place to stay. Nothing too wildly extravagant. I still can’t afford that kind of luxury. But a nice hotel, with indoor entries and grand hallways like the one in the photo. Every now and again it’s nice to treat ourselves. Hotels are interesting places. I like to imagine the stories that happen behind the closed doors. Aside from lovers and honeymooners, there are families on vacation, business travelers who spend more time on the road than home, people taking a break from their lives…behind every door, a story. What’s yours?
I’ve worked hard my whole life, so when I do get a chance to travel, I save up and try to find a lovely place to stay. Nothing too wildly extravagant. I still can’t afford that kind of luxury. But a nice hotel, with indoor entries and grand hallways like the one in the photo. Hotels are interesting places. I like to imagine the stories that are happening behind the closed doors. Aside from the obvious lovers and honeymooners, there are families on vacation, business travelers who spend more time on the road than home, people taking a break from their lives, a secret stakeout, ghosts caught forever between two worlds, people passing through town or staying for a day or two to attend weddings, births, graduations, funerals. Behind every door, a story. What’s yours?
Twittering Tale #49 – 12 September 2017
Photo by Tim Savage at Pexels.com
The last few years had been hell. Before the end, he planned a trip for her; luxury hotel, spa appointments. The only thing missing was him.