Cafe Time (Andre X Portia Story)
âThis is pretty good Andre.â The calm sweet voice of a female adult meerkat said. Feeling relaxed with the look of clearness on her face. The smooth warm mocaccino was her wakeup call to her brain. Her body felt a slight rush from the chocolate latte in her paw. âTold you that you would feel the energy.â The adult male fox told her as the two of them were sitting inside close to each other in a cafe. The morning sun basking on their fur and body with the meerkat rubbing the sandmammals dust out. She smiled over at Andre. âI know. Thanks for bringing me here.â âItâs no problem Portia. Besides you seem to be needing it the most.â It was the honest truth. Portia was struggling with her work. Being an adult wasnât as easy as she thought it was. A job working from home was nice, but still it was a chore to keep everything in check and to give updates if anything was up or seemed faulty. Andre could feel her pain. Making sure everything was right and perfect. Him being a chef is a big deal to make sure the food is cooked to perfection, the kitchen was clean, and all of the ingredients were there. They both could relate. Portia felt exhausted but felt relieved to be on a paid vacation finally. So she was happy Andre was helping be at ease. âSo, since I got a break...what do we do?â The fox pondered in his mind. âWe could go out to dinner tonight?â âOh...Iâm sorry hun. I canât. Alicia and I were going to see that new movie.â âOh that Lion King one? The play about it was pretty good I heard.â She chuckled softly. âYeah. I heard that too.â She took a sip of the soft chocolate latte. Getting another burst of the sweet chocolatey flavor. Andre scratched the back of his head to think of something to do. He had a few days off due to a renovation for the restaurant he was working at. So he had some time for Portia. He always did. âWhat about tomorrow day? I heard that there is going to be a festival downtown.â âOh yeah! Maybe we can do that! I got nothing to do tomorrow.â âAh cool! Itâs a date then.â The sly fox chuckled to himself as he felt his paw grab onto hers and give a small squeeze. âIsnât this our date?â Portia smirked with her taking more sips of her latte. She seemed to be pretty much happier. âIsnât everything like our date?â The fox countered to be met with a giggle from the happy as can be meerkat. Although she seemed a little too happy. He looked at all the signs of what this could mean. He saw it happen to a poor rookie in his line of work who took only the richest of chocolate lattes. Twitchy eye. Smiles that beam like sunshine. Pupils seeming to be dilated. Her rush of energy coursing through her digits as she tapped fast on the wooden table. She got it. She got the Chocolate Latte Craze in her body. âUmmm. Portia. Honey. I think you had a little too much of the latte.â He reached over to take it out of her paws as she gasps. âNoooo! Not the drink! You can take my soul and organs, but not my drink!â Portia seemed addicted to it. Maybe Andre didnât think this through since he could only handle this type of cafe drink. âI am cutting you off dear. You could crash really hard you know. This stuff is crazy good.â âI know riigghhttt?! Sooo...maybe let me have it and then we can go out on our dates, having fun, laughing, doing all sorts of wacky misadven-â A sudden stop was made as she slammed her head onto the comfy paw of Andres who caught her head on time before it hit the table. Immediately, she was snoring as if proudly. Being loud and looking like a true sleeping beauty. He couldnât help but crack a smile to see her being such an adorable crashed mess. He loved her so much, even if her snores were blaring and he felt wet drool on his paw. A waitress comes by to see the chaotic yet tranquil moment happening before her eyes. âUmm. Is she ok?â âYeah.â Andre reassured. âShe had the Supreme Chocolate Mocaccino.â âMaybe we should add less chocolate bits into our lattesâŚâ (ALSO: Andre Wilde and Portia Savage belong to @msitubeatz)
