"Hello, Welcome to Eat N' Go."

The familiar, welcoming voice could be heard from the tiny speaker as you pulled up in your all-time favorite, fast food stop.

"May I take your order—"

For some reason, you only stopped by at a certain time of a day. Midnight.

Maybe it's because of him? The guy who's been taking your order ever since last month.

"Ah. It's you. Nevermind, just pull up to the next window."

He snickered. El probably had your usual already prepared in advance.