Hi everyone, Nix here! This is my first time posting a story. I've enjoyed reading the Hotel Limbo stories from my favorite AlmostTime and donut_plains for quite a while now. I'm hoping to add a worthy story to the Limbo universe.
Everyone In the story is above 18 and none of it really happened, it's fiction.
And now... On with the story.
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Henry Johnson was in his early forty, and never married. Well, you could say he was married to the military after 21 years of service as a Marine. Being a soldier had always kept him in pretty good shape and mostly healthy (aside from his smoking habit). One night after a returning home a tour overseas, he felt a pain in his chest. Thinking little of it he decided to rest his weary body.
Henry woke to the sound of his phone ringing in the middle of the night. He found it odd that someone would be calling him at such ungodly hours, putting aside the fact that he didn't really keep in contact with anyone. Despite his hesitations, he pressed 'answer' and lifted the phone to his ear.
"Lieutenant Henry Johnson." He states firmly as he sits up. "Who am I speaking with?"
"Special Agent Maggie Q." A feminine voice replies. "I'm sorry waking you sir, but it's very important I can assure you."
"Go ahead Agent Q, I'm listening."
"Forgive me but I can't tell you over the phone. It is...unsafe to speak about it when someone could be listening. I will text you an address to meet me at, then I will take you to the base and we can discuss the situation there."
Henry sits in silence for a few moments in thought.
"Hello?" He hears which snaps him out of his daze.
"Ok. Send the address."
"Thank you, Lieutenant."
Not even a minute after hanging up the phone, he received the address. Which for some reason, turned out to be his favorite breakfast diner.
After about ten minutes of driving, Henry pulled into the parking lot of the diner and got out of his car. It's odd that it'd be opened at such a time in the night but who was he to question it. Maybe some people like breakfast at 4am. He entered the hoping to see his mysterious caller waiting for him only to find it empty. He walked over to a table and took a seat, listening to the movement in the kitchen area. A few seconds later, the kitchen door swings open and a brunette waitress comes out with a bright smile on her face. She's tall and thin with piercing blue eyes and a massive set of tits that bounced with every step. The little dress she wore hugged her body tightly and ended mid thigh. It was yellow with buttons going down the middle. The three top buttons were left undone displaying a delicious amount of cleavage.
"Hi! Sorry for making you wait. What can I get you?" She asked sweetly.
He barely tore his eyes away from her heaving bust to look at her face. She looked very familiar but he couldn't place her. He didn't really care though, she was absolutely beautiful. She bit her bottom lip as she awaited his request.
"No worries. Uhh just a coffee." He replies trying to ignore the stirring in his pants.
"Alrighty." She said as she wrote it down in her notepad. Henry took a glance at her name tag which read 'Alexandra'.
"I'll get your coffee." She said before turning around and walking behind the counter. Henry watched her tight ass sway back and forth as she walked.