The Town Diner

Our town wasnt particularly big, we lived just on the edge of suburbia and rural america. go too far in one direction and you WILL encounter a horse wether you want to or not, so when it comes to eateries there are roughly 3 options. 1. a weekly potluck where you just have to hope someone brings forks. 2. the towns one and only Taco Bell. or 3. Mama's Diner

I suppose technically Mama's diner is a chain considering Mama opened a second One down the road, closer to the highway, but thats the one that makes its buisness mostly from truckers and travelers. The Mama's Diner in the town proper was a second home to most of the townspeople, or so I've heard. I've been here a few times but we only moved out this way last year, so I was a bit of a stranger still.

I stepped inside and, just as I guessed, I was way overdressed. I looked around just in time to see a short redheaded girl perk up and wave at me. I thought I had managed to get here early, but was she waiting for me?

she gestured me over, tucking her long straight red hair over her shoulder as she smiled a bright toothy grin. her face had a sprinkling on freckles on it and a notable pink blush that seemed ever present. she wore a short sleeve t-shirt that featured a band I've never heard of and had some low cut ripped jeans that fit her comfortably. her whole vibe filled me with dread. it was obvious this girl had a level of energy I'd never be able to keep up with.

finally I shook my head and walked towards the table, taking a seat across from her. I wait...a few seconds pass and Im not sure what Im waiting for. she kept looking at me with a smile, but her hands also seemed to be fidgeting as well, could she be nervous? should I just say something?