I write in 3rd person/character, meaning its written like 3rd person, but you can see a character's thoughts. Enjoy!
Wilbur's Pov
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Beep...Beep...beep...
My alarm clock started screaming. 13:30 it read (1:30 for all my fellow non brits, or if they don't use that time. I just saw people use it so I wanted to try something new)I got up and turned it off. Today was Friday, meaning, I had to go to work. I work as a bartender, although I wanted to be a scientist or detective. Oh well...
I got up to go get dressed for work. We didn't have a outfit that we had to wear, but we did have to wear a apron with our name. I got out a white shirt and jeans out and got ready for the day
-Time skip
I start to walk down the sidewalk to work. My job is only a 10 minute walk, so I don't mind walking. As I am walking, I spot my boss, Quackity. "Hey Quackity! Good afternoon!" I say happily. Quackity was a short, black haired duck hybrid. "Hey cat boy" he responded. Then, he grinned. It was a joke. "Quackity don't call me that. Its offensive." I respond, ears lowering. I was a cat hybrid, so I was pretty normal. I had a long, plumed tail, and cat ears.
Me and Quackity entered the bar, and hid our hybrid details. Hybrids weren't a bad thing, but people can get pretty touchy. Some treat us the same as other humans, while others pet us, or treat us like a animal that you can buy at a pet store. So, if you work at a bar, you might want to hide that your a hybrid. There isn't a way to just make it disappear, so we do our best.
Quackity hides his wings under a coat, while I put my ears under my hat. My work apron (Idk if they wear aprons, I have never been to a bar ;-;) covers most of my tail, and it's easy to curl the rest under it.
I head to the back and start washing dishes. We are low on staff, it being only me, my three other co workers, and Quackity. As the time passes, the rest of my co-workers arrived. The first to arrive was Jack. Followed by punz, and about 30 minutes late, Lazar (Lazarbeam). We started to get to work.
-2 hours later
I was waiting for the next person to walk in. We have never had such a busy night! Suddenly, A ram hybrid walked in the door. He was a regular here. "Hey Schlatt! What would you like today?" I asked him. He ordered his drink, then I went to the back to make some for a few people.
-Time skip again because I am lazy-
Me and Schlatt were just sitting down and having a normal talk. It was fine since no new customers walked in. Jack was very fast, so I didn't need to worry. "So, how was your day?" I ask him. He thinks for a bit, then says "Good!How was yours?" "That's great! Mine is okay. Happy that I got a conversation today rather then working in silence. "
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A/N
Thanks for reading! Please give me ideas I will credit you and definitely use them! All ideas are needed. Thanks! Stay healthy and hydrated!
-Koi
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