Come and explore the streets of Milton Keynes. Walk with the homeless, shout with the angry, cry with the confused and laugh with the posh people with shit on their shoe. Their dramas converge to seek solace in the only place with the lights on (from 12am-3am). Inside lies a waitress who cares about everyones story except one womans who feels left out, and has a gun. Welcome to the tragic madness that is the Midnight Cafe.