@mrrcynolds
Déjà vu was something Allison got quite a bit. Certain smells and sights put her into this flashback trance that she couldn’t even explain. She wouldn’t be able to tell you where or why that smell was so recognizable- but she knew it was something she has experienced before. This felt like the same exact experience as she stared at a man sitting at a table in the corner. He looked stressed and so eerily familiar. “Allison, you’re off.” The boss told her and she nodded, taking off the apron that was around her waist. She quickly made herself a jack and coke before making her way over to the familiar face and sitting down in the chair across from him. “Hi. I’m Allison. Sorry if this was weird. You just looked stressed or something and I figured you could use a distraction.” She said instantly, hoping some type of name would tell her who this man was.