Being Served
Pat’s attention shifted from the menu as a female voice broke the silence. “Hello there. Can I fetch you a drink?” Her tone seemed somewhat stern and unfriendly. Curious, Pat lowered the menu to meet her gaze. The instant his face came into view, her smile vanished without a trace.
Unspoken Tension
A wave of confusion washed over him – what had he done to offend her? It was evident something was amiss, and she appeared on the brink of saying something. The air was tense with unspoken words, hanging between them like a heavy fog, waiting to be unraveled.