Bone Butler Phantom Service – Free 4K Dark Wallpaper Download

"May I take your order? We have everything you are avoiding."

The skeleton does not blink. This is not because he has no eyelids — he has them, folded neatly in his breast pocket, next to the handkerchief he never uses because he does not sweat. He does not blink because he is waiting, and waiting requires uninterrupted attention.

The tray is heavy. Not with glass — glass is light. The tray is heavy with anticipation, the weight of knowing you will choose something and he will remember that choice longer than you will. The five glasses are not options. They are stages. The first is clear, the last is not. You do not get to see the last until you finish the first. This is not policy. It is gravity.

His bow tie is red because he read somewhere that red makes people hungry. He does not eat, but he remembers hunger fondly — the way you remember a song you heard once and cannot find again, the melody still stuck somewhere behind your teeth. The towel on his arm is clean. It has never been used. It is there in case you spill, and you will spill, because the glasses are full to the rim and the floor is not level and the room is spinning in a direction you have not named yet.

The wallpaper breathes. Not literally. The faces do not inhale. But they shift, rearranging themselves when you look away, always closer to your shoulder than they were before. The skeleton does not acknowledge them. They are regulars. He has served them longer than he has served you, and he has been standing here since before you were born.

"Your table is ready. It has always been ready. The chair is warm. The menu is blank. Please — have a drink."