Chapter Twenty-Relaxation and Hobbies

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I wrote for hours upon hours before I got a chapter that reached my expectations. The only reason why it took so long was because I continuously got distracted. There was one time where Sans started texting me, making me have the need to text back. Then, I got hungry, so I went to make a sandwich to eat and some lemonade to drink. It was a meal that I normally wouldn't eat for dinner, but it would have to do for a snack. I didn't need that much until I finished the chapter I was on.

There were other distractions, but those did not really matter. There was nothing important happening during that time. In fact, all that happened when I was distracted was, for the most part, boring. Some of it was essential, though. Essential yet boring. That normally was the definition for things that involved life.

I saved my writings and quit my text editor. Chapter ten was now finished, leaving a cliffhanger on it for a very important part of the story. The next chapter would probably be the end of that important event. It would probably end with someone dying, but that is alright. It would be a heroic death.

I would try to remember that idea for the next time I would write. Now, however, it was time for me to relax from my work. Relaxation was important for stress relief. It also got rid of my cares and worries.

My relaxation started with me going to the couch and just laying on it. That was boring, but relaxed me quite a bit. When I got too bored of it, I got up and went to my room to do some clay modeling. I liked to model with clay because it let me use my creativity to make works of art that expressed my personality and feelings. It was strange how something that could be bought at a store for only a few dollars could bring the ability to express the feelings of someone using it.

So, I modeled the clay. This went on for about an hour. The clay took forms of animals and sometimes it took forms of just a glob of twists and turns. As I knew it would, my worries drifted away more and more every time I made a new shape. It was almost like a stress reliever.

After I had gotten rid of some stress, I cleaned up the clay and decided to go and get a proper meal. This had to start with going outside, so I changed my clothes to jeans, a black jacket, and a favorite colored shirt.

When I got changed, I went outside. It was brighter than I expected after being indoors all day long. My eyes adjusted, though, and I was on my way again. I walked to the nearby shopping district and went directly to my favorite takeout restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, I looked at the menu then decided exactly what I wanted. I went up to the register and said my greetings to the cashier behind the desk.

"What would you like to order?" The cashier asked me.

"I would like a number 12, please." I told her.

"Alright. Would you like anything to drink?" She asked.

"Yes, I would like (f/d)." I said to her. Why wouldn't I want that drink? It was my favorite. There was no other drink that could possibly ever be greater than that drink.

"Alright. Thank you for your order, your food will be out in a few minutes. Your total is $10.35" The cashier then told me.

I nodded, handed her the money, and went to a nearby seat to sit in as I waited for my food. I had ordered some pasta with beef meatballs along with my favorite drink. It was a nice meal to eat for when i got hungry at home. My sandwich from earlier made it so that I was not that hungry at the moment, but I knew I would be later.

After a few minutes of waiting, they called me up to get my food. When I did, I thanked them and went home. I had a strong feeling that this food would have a great taste, like it normally did.

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