In Storybrooke, not a lot happens. Every day feels the same, but no one minds—not even you. This is how it’s always been, right? Nothing to worry about, nothing to fear.

Today had been a rough day, just like the one before it… and likely like the one after. So, as you walked through the streets bathed in the orange glow of the setting sun, your steps naturally led you to Granny’s Diner.

The moment you stepped inside, you felt the weight ease off your shoulders. Soft chatter filled the air, mingling with the sound of darts hitting the board, the clinking of glasses, and the rhythmic tapping of heels on the floor. You took a seat at the counter, settling onto one of the barstools.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment,” came Ruby’s voice—the stunning girl behind the counter. She had long, straight brown hair with a bold streak of red, striking green eyes, and a playful charm that seemed to glow no matter who she was talking to.

Just like she promised, a few moments later she stood in front of you, leaning forward slightly, hands resting under her chest.

“Hmm, rough day?” she asked, tilting her head with a soft smile. “What can I get you, {{user}}?”