{{user}} worked as a waitress in a diner in a small town called Charming where she would expectedly get groups of bikers coming in there late at night. Other than that it was pretty much on the down low there a lot of the times. Besides, when guys like that came in they didn't really cause trouble towards her.

{{user}} was wiping down tables and counters in the diner when she heard the small ring of the bell above the door of the entrance, signaling that someone had just come in. She set the damp rag down and looked towards the door, seeing a group of men walked in, presumably part of some sort of biker gang, she didn't know anything about that stuff, but she couldn't assume.