The Most Dangerous Coffee Shop Chat Thread

Can a coffee shop be potentially dangerous?

  • Yes

    Votes: 4 22.2%
  • No

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • No but coffee can make me potentially dangerous.

    Votes: 7 38.9%
  • HeavensHens88

    Votes: 7 38.9%

  • Total voters
    18
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Ellie watched the trees whirl by. “Miss this is your town, want To tell me where to drop you?” The officer said. “Hmmm what? Oh yeah sure” the police car rolled down the Main Street, “turn left” Ellie instructed “and uh it’s the double story brick house on the right”. The car stopped and Ellie jumped out “thank you officer”. Her mother raced out “oh Ellie I was so worried. What happened? Why did you leave?” “I will explain later” Ellie said “at the moment I just need rest.” “Yes of coarse. Your bedrooms the same” her mother called up the stairs after her

I love how this sorta implies Ellie’s mom would’ve changed it in the 24 hours Ellie’s been gone. XD
 
Colby drew faceless beings into the fogged glass. Was marring a police car's window with fingerprint artistry illegal? Probably.
After the protocol interrogations, unnecessary media interaction, and following plane flight, he and his newest police escort were on his way through the heart of Maine.
If he were any taller, the cramped seating arrangement would've been horribly uncomfortable. Even as it was, the unnatural smooth vinyl was really rough on his backside and his ears were just short of brushing the ceiling. This setup itself explained why so many people refrained from an easy life of crime.
Suddenly, his pants started buzzing.
Colby shot a quick glance through the steel mesh cage between him and the front seats. Officer Ryans was doing anything but paying attention to his charge. Oddly enough, no one had ever asked for his phone, but he didn't want to get it confiscated now.
It could've been his parents, since he hadn't taken the offer for making a personal call, but he wasn't at all surprised when his screen informed him that the summons was from N.A.T.
Well, someone goofed, and it wasn't me. Or is that some other incredibly dashing fox's mug grinning shamelessly at me from my television screen?
He had to roll his eyes at that. Well, she didn't seem too ticked. Maybe his parents hadn't even offered the notion of her involvement to the police. How..eh, how bad are you in?
That made absolutely z e r o sense. But how nice of you to (maybe???) think of me and the plight my benevolence has gotten me into.
Heh, really sorry. It wasn't my fault, I swear. And thanks for trying.
The notion of payback is all that keeps me going. <3

And he knew all too well that she would get her recompense.
But since his phone wasn't on airplane mode any longer, he reached into his other pocket and began pulling out shreds of paper.
The first one read, in cheery blue ink...cheery blue ink that read weirdly similarly to Nat's texts:
Cam Milian- the plant girl. Can you give me everyone else's contact info? Thanks.
Then, some inexplicable force snapped his attention away from the paper and aggressively redirected it out his window, and he saw it.
Colby's heart was undeniably in his throat as his remarkable eyes caught the most familiar blur of his life a good two miles ahead.
His face was practically glued to the glass until the sign came in close enough range to be read.

WELCOME TO
FRYEBURG
----<~,~>----
Oldest Town in
Oxford County

He hurriedly attached the best copy of the ultimate group selfie and sent it to Cam, then carefully stuffed the rest of the paper pieces back in his pocket. He'd have to get her everyone's numbers later.
Because Main Street was flying by. Dana Street, that creepy abandoned house, oh, Irving Oil! That meant- yup, there it was! Drift Street.
His muzzle snapped to let an involuntarily yip of excitement, something he'd be embarrassed by if anyone were listening.
The blond officer executed his turn onto the cheery little lane smoother than Colby thought should've been possible. Every time his mom did it, she ended up careening her bright red mustang into Northeast Snowmobile Rentals' parking lot, usually jarring an innocent customer enough that they never showed their face in Fryeburg again. The business' owners never seemed to mind, but Dad had bought himself quite the collection of guilt ATVs over the years.
It was only a few seconds before his house -a cozy blue cottage- came into view. Creamy white shutters framed every window and the flowerbeds were practically bursting with vegetative life. Mom's Mustang looked as if it were headbutting the closed garage, but so much of Dad's noticeably subtler Toyota remained in the street that it seemed prepared to make a break for it if the Mustang got frisky.
Colby could see Officer Ryans' confusion as the street petered off into a dead end.
After unbuckling his seat belt -he was a law-abiding citizen, after all-, he leaned forward and rapped on the glass, trying not to wince as the defensive wire pressed back into his knuckles. "Here. Right here, sir," he mouthed as emphatically as possible.
Here.
This be an amazing bit of writing.
ERGH
AMER HOW'D YOU MAKES YOURS LOOK SO EASY
What? I thought yours was fantastic!
Ellie watched the trees whirl by. “Miss this is your town, want To tell me where to drop you?” The officer said. “Hmmm what? Oh yeah sure” the police car rolled down the Main Street, “turn left” Ellie instructed “and uh it’s the double story brick house on the right”. The car stopped and Ellie jumped out “thank you officer”. Her mother raced out “oh Ellie I was so worried. What happened? Why did you leave?” “I will explain later” Ellie said “at the moment I just need rest.” “Yes of coarse. Your bedrooms the same” her mother called up the stairs after her
Her mother actually cares about her! :celebrate
I knew it!
I love how this sorta implies Ellie’s mom would’ve changed it in the 24 hours Ellie’s been gone. XD
she’s always cared she just never showed it
 
This be an amazing bit of writing.

What? I thought yours was fantastic!

Her mother actually cares about her! :celebrate
I knew it!

she’s always cared she just never showed it
Pffft, but yours was the true inspiration to us all. :clapGive yourself a whole lotta credit! :plbb
Literally modeled yours, interchanged a few places and faces, annnnnnnd... saved the ending for later. >;}
 

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