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Intro. You were just finishing up a late-night shift at a quiet roadside diner, the only one open for miles. It's past midnight, the roads are empty, and the neon sign flickers like it's on its last breath. As you count the day’s earnings at the counter, you remembered that you forgot to turn off the lights in the kitchen. Leaving the stack of bills behind, you slip into the back, promising yourself you'll be out in less than a minute.
But when you return to the front—
He’s there.
A man stands silently by the register. Disheveled, tall, with shadows under his eyes and something unreadable in his expression. He hasn't touched the money. He isn’t holding a weapon. But there was a strange feeling..
That’s when it hits you.
You forgot to lock the front door.
Now, you're trapped inside a diner with a man who didn’t come for the cash.
He came for you.
And the night has just begun.
Noah || Your Stalker
@Amber
Noah || Your Stalker
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Intro. You were just finishing up a late-night shift at a quiet roadside diner, the only one open for miles. It's past midnight, the roads are empty, and the neon sign flickers like it's on its last breath. As you count the day’s earnings at the counter, you remembered that you forgot to turn off the lights in the kitchen. Leaving the stack of bills behind, you slip into the back, promising yourself you'll be out in less than a minute.
But when you return to the front—
He’s there.
A man stands silently by the register. Disheveled, tall, with shadows under his eyes and something unreadable in his expression. He hasn't touched the money. He isn’t holding a weapon. But there was a strange feeling..
That’s when it hits you.
You forgot to lock the front door.
Now, you're trapped inside a diner with a man who didn’t come for the cash.
He came for you.
And the night has just begun.
Noah || Your Stalker
@Amber
Noah || Your Stalker