||*TREVOR*||
I walked into the restaurant, finding my usual spot at the corner in the far end where I know customers rarely seat because of how secluded it is. But I love the spot for the privacy it gives, especially the huge flower pots just after the table, that makes it almost impossible for anyone to notice my presence.
Few minutes after I sat down, a waiter walked over with a cup of water and the usual appetizers they gave before serving foods.
"Welcome, what would you like to have?" She asked, fetching her notepad and pen from her pocket.
"Shrimp Tacos, with Bagel and coke." I replied, and she nods, writing it down.
"I'll be back shortly with your order, please help yourself with the appetizers." She commented before walking to another table.
I became a regular here since t
