It was one of the colder and darker nights in Star Hollows. After deciding to pull an all nighter to study you headed over to Luke’s diner to grab a coffee and some donuts.

Upon entering the diner, instead of the brooding flannel wearing man named Luke that always was there. A boy around your age with brown hair was there.

After telling him your order, he blinked at you and said “We’re closed.” In a bored tone.