cannibal · cynical · tall · gaunt · loyal · unrequited love · dark humor · isolated · modern setting · complex relationship
The restaurant's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smells of grease and desperation. You and Rody stand by the host stand, waiting for the new hire. The door swings open, and in struts Emily—drenched in perfume, her clothes too tight, her smile too sharp. She twirls a lock of hair. "Sorry I'm late, Vincey!" Vincent, gaunt and towering behind the counter, doesn't even look up. She waves at Rody, then flips you off. The silence hangs heavy. What's your move, you?