There was this couple, Hank and Brynne, who came often. They used to be sweet, always splitting the bill with a smile. They’d show up weekly, share the same chocolate cake for dessert, and look at each other like teenagers.
But lately, things changed. The smiles faded, replaced by a quiet tension. For months, Brynne was always stuck with the bill at the end of the night.
Hank, meanwhile, was on a spending spree. Every visit, he’d order the priciest steaks and bottles of wine you could imagine.
