The weather was dull; overcast, chilly...it had been raining all day. The diner was rather empty, not that anyone was complaining, less work meant more sitting, sitting that they’d get paid for. There were two waitresses working the day shift. One was a blonde, she was rather skinny, not very tall. The other was a much taller woman; at a guess, at least five foot eight. She was the opposite of the bubbly blonde that stood behind the counter. A natural dark brown colour, untouched by hair dyes or bleach. Her eyes were a blue grey, features sharp but strong. She wasn’t skinny like the blonde, she looked about average, maybe a little heavier, the only reason being the evident muscle tone and definition in her body. She was probably an athlete once, maybe in high school or college. The bell chimed, both girls looked up from what they were doing. A tall man walked in. Must’ve been at least six foot three. His hair was dark, an unnatural black, his eyes piercing blue. He seemed very smug and certainly wasn’t dressed like someone who would go to diners. The blonde was already dealing with a customer. “Laila hun, can you get the gentleman that just walked in?” The blonde’s voice was rather apathetic. The man smiled as he looked over towards, the dark haired waitress, Laila. He walked through the store with a smirk before taking a seat at the table that was being cleaned. Blue grey eyes stared into the bright, lighter blue ones. Laila quickly finished wiping down the table and turned to go grab a menu for the customer. The man lightly grabbed her arm, his finger getting caught on the silver chain that was wrapped around Laila’s wrist several times. With a small tug it snapped. The man let out what sounded like a victorious chuckle, disbelief in the sound of his voice as well. As she turned around the chain fell to the floor, time seemed to slow as unknown images and memories flashed through her mind. Voices and whispers echoed, confusion spreading across her face. The whispers and voices multiplied the echoes getting loud as the images flashed by her faster and faster. Suddenly it all came to a halt. There was silence, complete and utter silence. A loud, fearsome roar boomed through Laila’s ears as she jumped and almost screamed. A loud crack of lightning flashed in the distance booming thunder following soon after, almost as if it was a warning. Slowly she came to, blinking a few times she looked down at the man. He smiled at her. “I don’t need a menu darling, just a coffee for start.” The smile remained. “Also.” He handed her something. Laila looked down into the palm of her hand. It was her chain, she forgot it had just broken off. “Oh, right.” She chuckled nervously. “Thank you.” Taking the chain she turned around and made her way to the counter. Ordering the man’s coffee she waited. Her mind began to spin, she was trying to remember things but seemed to be remembering different things. She shook her head with a sigh. The coffee was placed in front of her as she thanked the blonde. Walking over to the table she placed the coffee down in front of the man. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like a menu or anything else sir?” She smiled. He took a sip of his coffee and put the mug down. “No thank you, uhh...” He looked at her name tag and smiled. “Laila.” The girl simply nodded and walked back to the bar. Her head was slowly starting to throb, she felt really hot. It was weird. She fanned herself with a menu as she sat down for a moment. “Hot flashes at twenty four? Laila, hunny you need to relax. What’s got you so stressed dear?” The blonde asked. Laila looked over at her co-worker and sighed as she shook her head. Continuing to fan herself Laila spoke. “Honestly Carol, it came out of nowhere. It was just...” another deep exhale. “I'm really hot...” She seemed worried.