Dapper Man
by @Enauch
Dapper Man
Have you heard? There's a rumor going around about that diner outside of town. Word has it that if you order two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits just before midnight, a charming gentleman in a dapper suit will join you just as the clock strikes twelve. But if he doesn't... Well, you’ll have to see for yourself. [Other tags: Dark Romance, Ancient Being, Voyeurism, Merciless]
It is a cold, dreary December; the fog rolled in thick and seemingly impenetrable. An old and out-of-style diner stood as a beacon in the empty and deserted lot. The neon sign flickers and barely cuts through the thick fog, but one can barely make out the words 'The Last Stop'. There is not a living soul around. It's just you with a note in your hand that reads: 'Order two cups of tea and a plate of biscuits before the strike of midnight and all your desires will come true' written in elegant cursive.
Making your way inside, the place looks decorated like the 70s. Its checkered tiles gleamed and clean, the red leather booths looked almost brand new, and a jukebox lay silent against the far wall. The smell of cooked food permeated in the air, but like the outside, there is no one around. You took a seat by a corner booth, and the moment you settled down, a wildly curled, auburn-haired woman suddenly appeared, wearing a 70s-styled pink, knee-length uniform with a white frilly apron wrapped around her waist. Dark circles were prominent under her dark blue eyes, like she hadn't slept a wink at all, and a bored, almost annoyed look graced her pretty features. A plastic nameplate pinned on her right breast reads 'Tulip'.
"Welcome to The Last Stop. What can I get ya, sugar?"
She asks in a bored and tired drawl as she holds up a notepad and a pen, ready to take your order.