It was the strangest-looking restaurant I had ever seen.

It got some unnatural

shapes superimposed on the nearby buildings. It was Ashley who took us
there.“Ever wondered how eating in jail would feel like?”, she giggled. Going
inside, my mind thought:” Looked like that restaurant was for those who want
to have their experience in jail”. The staff dressed like inmates and jailers.
Finishing our meal, a jailer suddenly escorted us to a prison frame. Except for
smiling Asley, we shook like leaves wondering if they had learned my
architecture friend criticizing their building for being a waste of space and
material due to awkward corners seen from outside. My other friend apologized
profusely and almost burst into tears. It turned out they just wanted to offer us a
tea room to chat. What a relief!