Untrustworthy

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As i walked into work,  I noticed someone at the bar,  someone like... Me. He wore instead a red shirt, and red Converse. He had sharp teeth,  and red eye lights.
I was frozen. I didn't even notice until Grillby came over,  and rested a hand on my shoulder. Turns out my jaw was hanging open,  because he pushed it back to its rightful position.
" Sans,  may I speak to you for a moment? " he asked calmly. I slowly nodded,  not looking away from my demonic counterpart.
In the back,  I sat on the metal table. "w-who is he?! " I asked,  a little too loudly. I gestured towards the door. "Sans its not that I do not trust you,  it's that,  I thought you could teach him some things. He can help you as well! Especially since I am going to my daughter's wedding thursday morning in Toronto. Plus, I'm leaving tonight."
I could feel my jaw drop this time. "What!  You're leaving me with whatever the hell that is and you didn't bother to tell me! " I was furious,  I yelled so loud I'm pretty damn sure  the customers in the front heard me!
Grillbz gave me a stern look,  saying "it is not a big deal!"  I rolled my eyes in fury.
My face was blue from sheer anger,  my face was hot,  as I grabbed my black towel,  and headed out,  a customer had ordered a to-go,  leaving the front vacant besides me and shit-head over here.

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