Descriptive Essay On A Coffee House

It was drizzling outside, letting the cool wind to sway past my face every now and then. Every time it touched my body, shiver ran down my spine.
I looked through the glass walls at the front of the coffee shop. The weather was incredulously beautiful outside, creating cold, cozy ambiance inside the cafe. Drops of drizzles were slithering down the tree leaves and rain droplets, clung on to the glass, were creating unusual patterns on the walls.
The cafe had wind-chimes hung near the windows that swung back and forth, producing sweet melancholic sound with the rain. And, the colorful lanterns above the tables spread warm light across the room.
I heaved a sigh and started reading the book, "The Unexpected Guest by Agatha Christie" that had been

Thanks! By the way, you look lovely in that floral top."- I greeted her as she was retreating back.
Ever since the cafe opened about seven months ago, Brianne and I chilled there every weekend until she left for Paris for a month. Thus, being a regular customer at Cafe Del Rio, Cathy knew my preferences quite well and always prepared my hot chocolate just the way I enjoyed, no sugar or sweetener, but a pinch of cinnamon and nutmeg powder on top.
When I was drinking my last sip, Brianne arrived. She was fishing around for something in her purse as she pulled the chair in front of me.
"So, did you forget your wallet again? Should I buy your drink?"- I asked sarcastically.
"Oh no Hun! Thanks, but I have already paid my bill at the counter. I was actually looking for the gift I have bought for you from Paris. I was hoping this might save me from your anger for making you wait so long." she answered with a wink, agitating me

Why do you have to do this every time?" I let out a sigh.
"I am really sorry Jul. You know how particular I am about my fashion. I was not finding matching shoes with this dress... that 's why. Anyway, look what I have brought. Although the internship hardly gave me time to breath, I made sure to at least bring something for you from there. See! This much I love you!" Bri continued with her mischievous grin as she handed the small, black velvet box to me.
I knew her playful antics well so, letting out another sigh of exasperation, I reluctantly took the box from her. As soon as I opened it, the shiny glimmer of the bracelet met my eyes. It was an elegant looking bracelet with medium-sized white stones encircling it. I couldn 't help but smile. Leave it to my friend to always surprise me with pleasant things.
"Wear it. I want to see how it looks on you. It 's a Swarovski bracelet." Bri said cheerfully while pulling my hand towards her.
I stared at my wrist. Indeed, it looked pretty. Brianne really had classy tastes on jewelry. I was about to thank her for her gift when the phone buzzed in my pocket. I frowned as I saw the unknown number on the