Closed starter for: @adonismonroe
Location: Pantheon Diner
Clancy never worked a graveyard shift at the Pantheon Diner when she waited tables there in high school, but now she prefers them. The midnight to 7:00 A.M. crowd usually consists of drunk college students and underage teenagers, road trippers stopping for a late-night or early-morning snack on their way into the city, or long-haul truck drivers just passing through. There's less of a chance she'll run into someone she went to high school with, less of a chance she'll be asked how L.A. was, or why she's not a famous actress like she always boasted she would be, or what she's doing with her life now. Less of a chance she'll have to smile and pretend that returning to her hometown is what she wanted, and that she's not actually drowning in embarrassment and shame and a bottle of cheap wine. She's leaning against the counter, doom-scrolling on Instagram. The clock on her phone reads 1:07 A.M. Clancy stops when she sees a post from one of her so-called friends announcing (bragging) that she's been cast in a new Netflix show. Her face scrunches in the way it does whenever she sees a guy wearing open-toed shoes. She hasn't heard from any of her L.A. friends since she left. Somebody approaches the counter, but Clancy's face stays glued to the screen. "Be with you in just a sec," she says, without looking up.