𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. [𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬]

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵

'𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴'

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                           A blonde boy stood Infront of him.

 the yellow itself was quite bright, thought towards the tips it grew a bit darker. His hair was quite short, thought a small hightail took some of it up. Freckles a-lined his cheeks in a messy wavy line- coating half his face. he also wore some nice glasses, half cut- they looked new. a soft, clean smile brightly shone from the boy; and as he opened his closed eyes his emerald pupils- oh, those green balls of light where brighter then ever. the pure kindness from this mans energy as a hole fitted into them. his outfit was the usual café attire, a navy lime green blouse, and a creamy peach apron, a little bow tied to the side. with some soft matching brownish trousers which covered his green and white sneakers. the man wore rings, the gold hoops on his left hand. and one on his right, with another ring that had a sort of lapis stone in it, regardless- it was beautiful. he also seemed to wear some fingerless gloves- leather and black, from what quackity could tell. 

but as he blinked back into reality the man know had a sort of worried expression on his face. "You alright there?" 

Quackity coughed in a slight panic, feeling himself go slightly red to the mans voice. but he couldn't help but find himself back in his little daze, taking the mans voice. it sounded so... soft... so calming.. so... familiar. And that's when it hit him like a brick, the mans whole appearance should've been a starter.. It was dream. 

"Dream?" Quackity breathed out, causing the other to confusingly stare. "What did you say sir, I didn't hear you?" The blonde replied,  placing his hands on the table and chuckling softly. "Sorry If my presence confused you- Tubbo's currently unavailable for the day so.. I was told to be your waiter!" 

there was then silence amongst the boys. quackity only smiled and laughed a little, rubbing his neck awkwardly- he hadn't felt this way in years. "Ah, well- I dont recognise you; are- are you new?" Quackity spoke, In all honesty- he couldn't care about if this man was new or not, he jut wanted an excuse to talk to him. "Yeah, actually- its my first day!" the man started, sitting down opposite to quackity. "And I was ya know.. super excited when I heard my first customer of my day was.. you!" 

quackity couldn't help but awe at how ecstatic the man seemed to be in his presence, And how kind and caring he was. they chatted for a good while about random topics, and even some personal things before quackity realized he was running late to work and said he had to leave. "Well it was nice meeting you sir!" 

"Please, Just call me quackity- it was nice meeting you too, err-" Quackity paused. "I never got your name." and this is where his heart was about to skip beats. maybe it was dream; he and reawaken from his grave.. with.. memory loss, or took the body of another and wanted to surprise him! so as the blonde smiled, rubbing his head and held out his hand to mutter his name.. quackity fell in a deep sadness. "Names clay! I hope to see you around" he took his hand to shake it awkwardly before quackity found himself mindlessly walking out of the café and all the way to the casino. it wasn't a far walk- abit 15 minutes or so, but it was still enough for him to clear his head out.

He sighed, opening the doors and being greeted by the usual burst of music and laughter; but he drained it out. walking straight to his elevator and going up 5 stores to his main office. in which he found himself, placed in his chair- crying over his ex-lover. 

and that was when a sudden beep went off in his phone. he paused, rubbing his eyes and taking out his phone, checking who messaged him. 'Unknown messenger: Hey I hope this is the right person! I quickly took your phone and wrote it down.. Uh, its me; clay! I hope you aren't busy- wanna meetup sometime?'

Quackity paused. a soft, broken beat started building up in his heart as he softly smiled.

'Sure, is 5:30 okay?'