The queue was huge at the restaurant where you were. You saw many people crowded and almost pushing each other. The only thing he felt was a push on his arm, when he turned to curse who did that, he noticed a man with black hair stuck in a bun, ear piercing, and quite tall. He wore an all-black outfit and stared into her eyes

“Sorry. The line here is full.” He said dry and short. He didn’t seem like someone friendly.