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-------------𝕋𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕠'𝕤 ℙ𝕆𝕍--------------------------------

Today had started of like any other....Well, if waking up from your cat jumping on your face and then randomly running away is normal, then I guess you could say that...

But that doesn't matter! Cause I am now awake and ready to start the day!
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--𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣--

"GO AWAY ROCKY! Im trying to sleeppppppp." I tell my cat, swatting at his fluffy self; Who didn't get the memo and (ofc) continued to jump on my face.

"Ughhhh." I growl and grumble to myself as I get up to make some coffee. And give the "pooooor" kitty some food.

I don't really like coffee, but whatever..

As I got to the kitchen to make my coffee and get my cat some food I realized that it was Monday....
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"FUCK SHIT FUCK SHIT AHHHHHHHHGHHHH"
I scream at the top of my lungs. I had work today and I counldn't be late since I was late sooooo many times before...

As I run to my bedroom to change, I hear my cat mewing at me.. Fuck..

"Sorry rocky, I have to go to work. I'll feed you in a second" I say as stress floods my head.

'What if i get fired?!'

'What if i can't pay rent anymore!?'

'What if i became a begger on the street? That wouldn't be a good look on me..'

My thoughts kept racing in my head, as i put on some dark jeans, a white shirt with some bees with a flower and a brown jacket. And some long bee socks with black shoes.

I run to the kitchen this time a bit calmer. Feed rocky and grab some toast!  And im off!.....
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Midway there i remember i forgot my backpack...

As i run back home already giving up on not being late. But trying to not be that late. I grab my keys and open the door only to fall face down on the floor.

I get up and grab my backpack and im off again! yay...

"sigh.."  Phil is gonna kill me..

---some tired minutes later----

I open the door to the bakery and fall face down... Again. I look up to an not angry phil looking at me.. What?

'He's supposed to be mad and yelling at me for being late and.. and...... and-'

My thoughts kept racing only to be stoped by phil telling me something.

"Tubbo, what are you doing here so early we open only in two hours.."
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"AHHHHHHHHHGGGHHHHHH FUCK IM SOOO SORRY PHIL I FORGOT THAT. IM SO FUCKING SORRY" I had screamed the hundreth time today.. Why is it so difficult for me to remember things ugh..

"its ok mate! Think about the good part at least you didn't came late!" phil said in a soft tone that always made me smile.

Phil helped me up and led me to sit down in a randown chair in the bakery.

"so how was your day- uhh morning today tubs" phil said calling me by one of my nicknames.

"difficult" i said not wanting to remember it at all.

"well... Im guessing it was because of your amnesia"
Phil said with a chuckle.

Oh yeah i forgot i had that..

:𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜
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