No ones pov (again)

Sspnap was sitting on the couch again and watching the news. They were again talking about Dream, how he left messages on his victims bodies, well that was new, till now he never craved anything except smiley face to his victims bodies.

After the news he got to his work. His first customer was Clay, it was weird usdually people start getting there at 7 not fucking 5 and half. "Hello" He greeted as he came in. "Oh, hey Clay, what would you like to order?" Sapnap asked 'Clay'. "Uhhh-... I would like a [insert type] coffee." 'Clay' thank and then answered. "Okay, anything else?" Sapnap asked. "Umm-... Come sit with me? Pleasee~" 'Clay' suggested. "Uh, sure?" Sapnap said confusively(help, is that a real word?). They sat together and started chatting.

"So~ what do you do for living?" 'Clay' asked Sapnap. "Well I own this café shop so I work here every day except sunday." Sapnap answered. "You?" He asked 'Clay'. "Interesting. Well I work as a [what do you want to be his fake work]" 'Clay answered. "Thats Cool!" Sapnap cheered. "Yeah, I really love what I do" 'Clay' agreed even though he knew his work wasn't the one he told to Sapnap.

After a bit chit chatting 'Clay' left Sapnap's cofé shop and went his way. Sapnap then normally continued his dayly routine.

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At least a bit longer chapter than previous-

265 words

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