The steakHouse

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At the steakhouse they all sat down at a table of four with loser sinking into the seat to avoid being seen loser whispers to clock most likely about his crush on winner as clocks face turns a pinkish red from blush, as they do that cake and winner just chat like normal "well now what?" Winner asks before getting an annoyed answer from clock "Oh I dunnooo" "Jeez sorry" "No fighting we're friends!" Cake shouts angrily "I-I'm starting a fight?" Clock asks, when confirmed he immediately starts apologizing "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry-" "Clock calm down, I was being sarcastic half the time" winner reply's patting clock on the head as they both sit back down. Winner sinks themself into their chair for no real reason "oh wow this is comfy!" They exclaim "uhh...clock?" Cake asks as clock intensely stares at the ground his face as red as a tomato "I'll be back you two just sit here ok?" Cake says to winner and loser grabbing clock and dragging him to the back of the steakhouse.

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