#100WW – Week 23: Oppressive Air

The street was darker than usual as Rosinda made her way towards the Diner where she worked the night shift.

The lights from the sign flickered off and on as she reached for the door. The air felt odd somehow, oppressive. For a moment she considered leaving.

Giving herself a mental shake, Rosinda opened the door. She then noticed the immaculate, well dressed man sitting at one of the booths watching her as if he was familiar with her. And yet she had never seen him before. Nonetheless, she somehow she felt drawn to him.

“Rosinda, can you get table 11”

The above story was written for 100 Word Wednesday using the below photographImage Credit Jesse Williams