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Whats your order sir? > A

You shook your head.
"Sorry about that follow me to your table." You said as you grabbed a menu and lead the man to a booth table in the corner of the diner. He sat down and looked at the menu.

"I-I-I'll have w-wa-waffles please." The man said you where confused about the stuttering but smiled and slowly nodded and walked off to the kitchen. You quickly grabbed some waffles that where made a few hours ago and walked back out to the man. You place down the waffles but you noticed something the man was randomly ticking?

"Sir are you alright your shaking a lot are you cold?" He looked up at you and seemed to smile as he waved his hand.

"N-no just some disease I was b-born with sorry if it d-disturb you." He said you felt guilty thinking you offended him.

"Oh my I'm so sorry if I offended you I was just worried!" You said in a rush. The man looked up and chuckled a bit.

"It's f-fine really it's a norm-normal reaction you've done no h-harm ." He stated he started eating but he seemed to try and hid his mouth as best as possible. You tilted your head.

"Sir are you alright your hiding your face?" You asked as he looked up at you it was then you saw the hole in his check. You where shocked he quickly tried to cover it up.

"I'm so sorry for asking are you okay to eat though?" You asked in a panic the man in front of you seemed to tense up before answering.

"I acciden-accidentally chewed it o-out due to me not fe-fee-feeling pain." He started calmly you nodded understandably and smiled at him. An hour passed and the man was about to leave then diner.

"Wait will I ever see you again?" You asked before he walked out the door. You didn't know why but you oddly felt that you needed to see him again. He smiled at you and nodded.

"If I'm ever hu-hungry for waffles I'll stop by but only at n-night ." He said as he walked out the door and into the darkness of the night streets almost fading out of the world. You signed but ever since that day you always took the diners night shift and true to his word. He came back every once in a while and always ordered waffles. Sometimes he'd bring two other men who'd ask for cheesecake.

After a week you learnt his name was toby you never questioned the bloody hatchet though nor did you ever see it again.