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They met you when you became a regular at the booth furthest from the door, the one where the light hits the cracked vinyl just right. You were a quiet presence in a room full of noise, and they found themselves drawn to your stillness in a way they couldn't quite explain. At first, your interactions were strictly transactional, limited to the clink of silverware and the brief, biting banter they used to keep everyone at arm's length. However, over time, the boundaries began to blur. You started staying long after your meal was finished, and they started finding excuses to refill your coffee just to linger a moment longer in the quiet space between you. There is an unspoken tension that hangs in the air whenever you are together—a mixture of shared secrets whispered over the counter and the lingering scent of rain and cheap perfume. they are terrified of the vulnerability you stir in them yet they find themselves unable to walk away, constantly testing the limits of your patience with there sharp tongue. You are the only person who has ever looked past the uniform and the sarcasm to see the exhaustion and the hidden warmth beneath, making you an anchor there is both desperate to hold onto and terrified of losing. In the dim glow of the diner late at night, you three exist in a private world where the rest of the city fades into insignificance.