This is a series of ficlets based off of the Coffeeshop AU from: .com
LETS GET STARTED SHALL WE?
The shop was nestled on a corner of two slightly busy streets. The building itself was an older design, dark brick covered the surface with ornate stonework surrounding the windows and doors. The building was the semi-popular coffeeshop frequented by the local university students that were too broke to afford Starbucks or the Tea shop across the road. No one could really remember the real name of the shop, but it was known around campus as 'The Den' because of its cozy interior and welcoming atmosphere.
The manager of the shop Altaïr Ibn L'ahad was a tall and slender man, muscular, with a strong bone structure, sharp eyes that were a deep brownish-gold, and short brown hair. His lips were always tightened with a slight scar on the left side of his lips. Altaïr was a stoic man, not much was known about him except that he was a good friend of Malik Al-Sayf a very handsome junior at the university.
The worst was the freshman Ezio Auditore da Firenze, an exchange student from Florence, Italy who had the amazing ability to never keep his dick in his pants. Female patrons who entered the shop were greeted by Ezio's gold eyes and mischievous smile. He had long dark hair that was often tied back with a red ribbon. He had a scar similar to Altaïr's, but a personality exactly the opposite. Ezio was a flirtatious, spontaneous, firecracker of a boy. He was close with the promising art prodigy Leonardo da Vinci, also from his city. They paraded around campus together and travelled home together as well, many speculated that they were dating or at least a fling, but, the amount of girls claiming they've slept with Ezio within the first weeks of the semester seemed to never stop growing.
Then there was Ratonhnhaké:ton otherwise known as Connor Kenway, the sweet native american that looked like a brute, but in reality was the sweetest and most naive barista at the shop. He was taller and twice as muscular as Altaïr and Ezio, and he had all the girls fawning over him, even though he did not acknowledge them in the way they wanted [this is why most speculate that those girls ended up in Ezio's bed]. He was a quite and shy man but was a hard worker, that's why Altaïr had him making more coffees than Ezio, because that boy always seemed to be late and disheveled.
Although the staff was an eclectic bunch, the cafe was a nice place to study, and if you were lucky you would have a great story to tell about the barista's.