coffee o' clock @dicaramellc-blog - Tumblr Blog

saltwatertaffyta‌:

☆ ｡ ▫ ○ — TAFFYTA WENT on regular social media purges to make sure her feeds were showing her nothing but the best content. she couldn’t recall unfollowing cara, but she was hitting unfollow so fast it wouldn’t be surprising if she unfollowed the wrong person. her attention was focused on her game as cara stood by her side and she simply offered the brunette a shrug. “ it’s been two whole days since my most recent instagram post and you still haven’t given it a like, even though you promised me you had my post notifications turned on. it only felt necessary. ” taffyta wasn’t sure if this was even true or not, but there was no harm in the joke.

Cara frowned and took out her wallet. She knew she’d liked Taff’s last post, and she’s told Taff about a million times she had notifications on. If this was a challenge, Cara would gladly take it. She put two coins into the slot and pressed two player mode, hands already on the controller.

“I have notifications on. This is my poetry account, Taff, you know how important this is to me,” Her eyes were glued to the screen as her virtual racer sped down the track.

#~ taffyta ~#~ closed: taffyta ~

terencegorrion‌:

Terence paused on what he had been doing, hands stilling above his work in wonder. “No. Im good at chemistry. I can make a living with this, and as long as i’m comfortable that’s all that matters.” Resuming what he had been doing, tilting his face towards Cara with a smile. “Are you thinking of changing majors? Is that what’s happening here?”

A certain sleuthing part of Cara’s brain noticed how quickly Terence changed the subject, but she decided it was best not to bring it up. Maybe he really was happier pouring liquids into different liquids all day.

“Absolutely not, I’ve known I wanted to be a writer since I was a kid. I guess I just... can’t really imagine artistry not being a part of my future. If you love something, you should pursue it.”

#~ terence ~#~ closed: terence ~

Cara loved Crumble more than life itself, it was a true home and beacon of comfort and tranquility for all walks of life. but even she could admit she was getting a little sick of seeing Stitch around the shop. The boy same in far too often, ordered far too much coffee, and was bouncing off the walls sooner than you could say ‘grande low fat cappucino’.

“Have you ever considered decaf?”

@spacestitch

#~ stitch ~#~ closed: stitch ~#ooc: i feel like we had a similar thread to this eons ago?#i probably dropped it bc i'm trash sorry

captainxzarina‌:

Zarina sighed as she dropped the book on the table, holding up her hand in efforts to stop the other girl from talking. “Listen, before you offer some contest on who could do it better, lets not. And also –– I don’t need to prove some social status on what I wear.”

Cara scoffed. She wasn’t about to get into a cat fight over this, but Zarina was clearly being unreasonable and immature here, “Don’t ‘talk to the hand’ me. I didn’t say anything about your social status.”

#~ zarina ~

rattlcr‌:

“So….Halloween…it’s not a big deal, right? Like, you aren’t dressing up- are you?”

“Excuse me? Taff and I are going as Cher and Dionne. We had that agreed on months ago.”

#~ jim ~

Cara did not pout, pouting was childish. She sulked petulantly at most, but never without good reason. She refreshed her instagram feed for what felt like the thousandth time that day as she stomped into King Candy’s

“Taff, did you unfollow me? Please tell me this is a joke.”

@saltwatertaffyta

#~ taffyta ~#~ closed: taffyta ~

In Cara’s well-educated opinion ( and Cara loved expressing her opinion ), Terence wasn’t particularly suited for a chemistry major. Yeah, yeah, he was good at it, but she often wondered if it really brought him life. A passion for the arts, now that’s what Cara thought might be his calling.

“Do you ever think about switching majors completely? Maybe it’s too late, but is it ever really too late to pursue your passion?”

@terencegorrion

#~ terence ~#~ closed: terence ~#ooc: i just assumed they were friends or acquaintances i hope that's okay !

Though Cara tried not to make a habit of being distracted while talking to her friends, keeping a book in front of her face tended to be a safe guard when she was thinking about something more serious. She curled up on Leena’s couch, scribbling some notes down while trying to force herself to talk. Why was writing her thoughts down so much easier than speaking them aloud? Probably because she didn’t have to worry if her journals would judge her.

“Leena, do you think sometimes... there are cliques inside our clique? Like the Sugar Racers are a squad but then... two or three break off to make their own?”

@jubileenas

#~ closed: leena ~#~ jubileena ~

twilightly-blog

#~ musing ~

sportyspicebenson‌:

Andrina practically jumped when the other agreed, not that she wouldn’t have gone to the class eventually by herself anyway. But going with someone else was just so much more fun, that way if she failed at it, at least she’d be able to laugh it off with someone (although she rarely ever failed if she thought about it). “I won’t judge you, promise! Besides, it starts as a beginner’s course so you shouldn’t do that bad…” she offered, although Andrina knew it would probably get a little intense once everyone started to tire out. “So, shall we? I wanna get there in time to have a nice middle row spot.”

Cara simply sighed again and relaxed a smile at Andrina’s excited energy. It kind of boggled her mind how someone could be so giddy about getting sweaty, but to each their own. Perhaps this would end up worth it.

“We shall,” Cara gathered her things and followed Andrina to a work out studio. She checked her makeup in the mirrored walls discreetly, knowing it’d all be gone by the end of this, “Is this a mats, weights, and barbells thing?” She genuinely wasn’t sure.

#~ andrina ~#~ closed: andrina ~

sportyspicebenson‌:

“Listen! I know you don’t usually like working out with me and I get it, but you have got to try this thing with me!” she almost begged, “It’s a group kick boxing class!! And I’ve never kick boxed before and don’t want to try it alone.”

@dicaramellc

It was probably an exaggeration to say Andrina dragged Cara to the gym at times like this, but in all honesty, Cara was just as happy sipping her iced coffee and taking pictures on the equipment than actually working out. Her ears pricked up at the words ‘kick-boxing, though she feigned disinterest’. She had heard of this new trend on fitstagrams for women taking self defense classes... maybe this one time she could give it a shot.

“I would never let you try it alone,” Cara sighed, resigning herself to being exhausted tomorrow, “But don’t judge me if I get tired half-way through.”

#~ andrina ~#~ closed: andrina ~

littlemermcid‌:

ariel giggled, glancing down at her outfit and over to cara’s. “ i feel like i should take that as a compliment. ” frankly, ariel had always loved cara’s sense of style. it fit her. she wasn’t a huge follower of trends herself, but cara had always seemed fashion savvy and the type bold enough to create them. “ i’m not sure i get taken as seriously as i’d like regardless of what it is i’m wearing. at least, not where my father’s concerned. ”

“Is getting taken seriously a goal of yours?” Cara looked Ariel’s outfit up and down once more, judging a little more this time. She did love the beach vibe, but it was no secret Ariel wasn’t the most mature of her family,“That’s certainly not what you give off. Is your dad the ‘no bra straps showing’ type?”

#~ ariel ~

wendymciras‌:

“do i ?” wendy asks, curiosity weaving it’s way into her now bashful tone. “why, thank you very much ! that’s quite the compliment.” especially for the broadway nerd that is wendy darling. “you’re much too kind.”

“It’s not a compliment, it’s just my opinion,” And Cara did love giving her opinion. She could’ve just as easily told someone their outfit was a mess and that they should follow her blog for tips, “It’s not kindness, it’s honesty.”

#~ wendy ~

saltwatertaffyta‌:

☆ ｡ ▫ ○ — “ SWIZZ’S STYLE consists of decent looking tracksuits and on occasion a decent business casual outfit. while he may be the only one in this town to make track suits look okay, i wouldn’t exactly say he’s the most reliable. ME, on the other hand, could give you a much better opinion. ” taffyta carefully inspected the girl in front of her, making sure to take everything into account. “ it’s a cute look, for sure. i think the earrings are an interesting choice, though. and maybe some darker shoes? ”

“I’m totally telling him you said that,” Cara shoots a text off to Swizz before subjecting herself to Taff’s judgement. Technically speaking, she did ask for this, though she prayed Taff wouldn’t be too harsh, “The earrings are my mom’s, I wanted to brign the look to a nostalgic end at the top.” She looked down at her shoes,” The camera cuts off my feet anyways.”

#~ taffyta ~

spriteismss‌:

“… Huh,” she mused aloud, looking at her cup of coffee before back at the girl. “I would’ve never thought of it like that. To be fair, I am more so of a tea drinker than a coffee fan and I had asked for almond milk instead of the usual kind that they might typically use. So I suppose that I’m a bit biased; I just wanted to give it a shot.”

Tea made sense, Steph lived and breathed leaves and plants. Didn’t make it any less gross, “Tea’s always been too bitter for me,” Cara knew better than to call it leaf-water in front of a fan, but it was how she felt, “Have you had a chai latte? Best of both worlds.”

#~ stephanie ~

spriteismss‌:

“Okay, so this pumpkin spice latte… I don’t hate it, but I don’t necessarily love it either. Why do people love it so much? Is there some sort of secret ingredient in which certain people absolutely enjoy it? I don’t get it…”

“People love it because it evokes fall, brings warmth and flavor to a time of the year that could otherwise symbolize death and decay,” Cara mused aloud, fully ready to defend her coffee choices, “But I concede, other drinks are better.”