"May i take your order?" Jasmine dryly asked the man. "No." he suavely stated an unanticipated reply. Taken aback by the sheer contradiction of the situation, Jasmine glanced up to the man whose blue striking eyes met hers. "Excuse me?" Her voice wielded a slight edge to it with her eyebrow rising in confusion. Seeing the young girl being bamboozled by his response made the unorthodox customer smirked a little underneath his mustache. "Ha. No, dear. I do not want anything, to consume." he slurred mysteriously as he interlocked his large fingers professionally. Jasmine froze, suspiciously glaring at him for a few moments as she wondered off quickly to another customer hopefully to her liking. That maybe far-fetched, since it's rare getting a well groomed male, or anyone, in this establishment. ~ ~ This story contains a plethora of sensitive content including forced sexual acts and immense physical and mental abuse. If this is too much for you to stomach, kindly back away slowly without causing any trouble :) thank you.