As I finish work, I walk into the locker room and grab my stuff.
"Pink or blue, pink or blue....." I mumble as I argue over what colour hair suits mark.
I take a sharp turn into a alley and walk down.
~~~~~~~(time Skippy) ~~~~~~~
I reach home and unlock the front door.
"Yes!" I say as I run over to my soft couch.
"I missed you!" I joke as I rub my head against the leather.
Suddenly my phone buzzed.
I knew it would be Markiplier so I went straight to the conversation.
Markiplier: Hey! You finished work yet?!
(Y\Y\N): yeah I just finished. Whatcha doin'?
Markiplier: nothin'. I'm just bored.
(Y\Y\N): yeah me too. I don't know what to do but talk to you.
Markiplier: ok. So what do you do for work?
(Y\Y\N): I work at a café.
Markiplier: ok cool. I've got to go. C ya.
(Y\Y\N): bye.
I get up and place my phone on the bench.
Then I walk back to the couch and watch netflix till I slowly fall asleep.
Sorry for the short chapter.

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