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The night was just getting started and already Gerald Porter felt like he had been on the clock for an eternity. With the woods being so close to Munchies Diner, the number of customers who came through had dropped sufficiently. Most nights Gerald served maybe two, three people at the most. The woods didn’t scare Gerald, but with everything considered, they did make him feel the slightest uneasy. He was gazing out the diner’s windows into the dark wood when the bell hanging just over the door chimed cheerily, signaling the entrance of a new customer. Gerald snapped to, suddenly aware of himself again. “Good evening,” he called from behind the counter. “What can I get’chya?”

“It is a little hard to see with these sunglasses on, you’re right, yes.”, he giggled, staring at the ground, noticing the water. “But have you ever seen Johnny Bravo without his sunglasses? I haven’t and I’m staying true to him. Thanks for letting me know the floor is wet though, that would’ve been embarassing. Can I buy you a drink as a means to show my appreciation?”, he snorted, putting the sunglasses on his head for now, looking at the person. 

It was busier than she had ever anticipated it being but Aly was still grinning, serving drinks with a speed that she didn’t even know she possessed. It meant she didn’t even have time to feel slightly uncomfortable about the costume she was wearing. It was just a touch more skin than she was used to but it was such an easy look, she had all the pieces in her wardrobe. For the next few hours, she was Britney, bitch. Although she really didn’t have that attitude yet. 

“Why are you offering me food when I’m wearing white tonight?”, Natalia turned to the person. “Literally. The only time in your life you’ll see me rocking all white, anything for Selena, rest in peace.”, she looked up at the ceiling for a second then back at the person. “But those chips look great maybe I can try and not be messy? I-yeah, I don’t think I can do that.”

❝ Are you gonna stand in my way all day or... ❞ Elliot’s words trailed off onto pursed lips, hazel coloured eyes rolling heaven wards at the person stood in front of him, blocking his path to the dart board.  ❝ I suppose I could try my luck at bending the dart around you but I don’t think it’s going to work out as well as it did for James McAvoy and Angelina Jolie with the bullet in Wanted. ❞

Lee was sat in a booth in the corner, quietly nursing a drink as he observed people drinking, laughing, dancing. The whole town seemed to be out tonight and it astonished him how people changed with a bit of liquor in their hand. Friendships became mended, bad decisions happened in a second and it was all due to a woman behind the bar who didn’t look like she had been alive during the 90s. He smiled wryly to himself before someone sat across from him. 

Lucien hated this town sometimes. He truly did. Good old Grandpa Gregory decided to go and disappear and, of course, they found his teeth in the woods. He had hoped it would just be false teeth, but he would never be so lucky. As he sat in the coffee shop, he shook his head as he looked at the paper. “The best part of waking up is grandpa teeth in your cup.”