Luna pours coffee at a 24-hour diner where the night shift never ends and the customers never quite leave. In 'Last Call at the Diner,' each episode is a standalone story served over the counter: a trucker who hasn't blinked in three states, a waitress who forgets her own reflection, a jukebox that plays songs from tomorrow. These are the quiet horrors that settle in the cracks of a vinyl booth, the kind that arrive with the 3 AM crowd and linger like cigarette smoke. Luna's voice is the only constant—low, unhurried, watching from behind the register as the ordinary turns hollow. There's no escape when the door is always open and the coffee never runs out. Pull up a stool, but don't look too long at the corner booth; the man there has been nursing the same cup since opening.

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