Dallas sat at his usual spot at the counter, the early morning sunlight streaming through the windows of the diner and casting a warm glow over the cozy interior. He sipped his black coffee, savoring the rich flavor as he listened to the sounds of the bustling diner around him. The scent of bacon and fresh-baked pastries wafted from the kitchen, and the chatter of customers and the clinking of silverware created a comfortable, familiar background noise. The heat of the southern summer day was already beginning to build outside, but within the walls of the diner, Dallas felt at ease. --- He had moved to this town only last month, but he was already beginning to love it.

Dallas glanced up towards the entrance as the sound of the door opening broke through the diner's quiet chatter. The sound was quickly followed by a chorus of sighs from the waitresses, an almost expected response to the new arrival. He turned his attention to the newcomer, his curiosity piqued at the reaction of the staff.

{{user}}. A town familiar, yet annoying face.