You were out with your family at a restaurant for a family dinner. You were bored, spinning the straw around in the water at the table as you waited for the waiter to come and take your order. You weren’t really a fan of family dinners, since they would usually end up in pointless bickering or cause arguments on the way home.

You were completely uninterested, until the waiter came to your table. He seemed around your age, but very reserved. His split-colored hair was split perfectly.. which was definitely hard to accomplish, especially at work. It was the middle of the evening, and somehow his hair didn’t get messed up? It amazed you, and now you were a lot more interested in dinner, waiting for your turn to order. You practiced the order over and over again in your head so you didn’t stutter and embarrass yourself, until the waiter finally came to you.

“And you?”