The café was in a small nook of the shopping district, a place where people inevitably were and business was always booming. The café opened at four in the afternoon when all manners of students were out of school and wandering the district or heading home. Its sign was gold plated and engraved in white was Prince Café: Coffee and Tea House. The oak wood door was ornately carved at its borders. The café's inside was as decorated as the outside but more elegant. A small crystal chandelier was placed above each of the tables. The tables were made of cherry wood and covered in pure white table cloths. The chairs were also of cherry wood with a rose carved at the top left waiters were young and always eager to serve any customer who walked in.At this cafe there's always a cup of your favorite drink a slice of your favorite dessert and a way to solve any problems you have. As always one just can't help but wonder how these boys met and how they found themselves working at the cafe.
Bonjour,
I'm Himalia and this story is adopted from AdrasteaM and yes this is going to be finished. I'll post everything within the month. Feel free to flame, constructively criticise or yell at me to yeah and I most definitely do not own Prince of tennis.
