Caffeinated Brainrot at the Diner

The diner smelled like burnt coffee and broken dreams. Marcy, the waitress with

neon hair and a grin that never quite reached her eyes, spun through tables

like a glitchy TikTok loop. She recited orders in meme-speak, spilling fries while

giggling at her own jokes. A customer frowned at his soggy burger. “Uh…excuse me?”

“Chill, it’s vibin’,” she chirped, balancing a tray like a circus act.

“Life’s short, fries soggy, memes eternal.” Somewhere between pouring coffee and

quoting anime, she waved at a stray cat outside like it was her coworker. Patrons whispered:

Is she crazy? Or genius? Marcy just winked. Brainrot never looked so caffeinated.