Chapter 9~

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Then~

You both plop down and get under the cold blankets,
huddling together for warmth.

"Goodnight beautiful."
"Goodnight G.."

Now~

You wake up fast hearing something shatter, you look
over at G before rushing out of the room to go check where it was coming from,
only to find a rock and glass all over.. the window was smashed.. practically
nothing shielding the house from the cold outside.
G came up behind you,
holding you gently.
"Who do ya think did it? And why the window? ?"
He growled under his breath
"I'll get this cleaned up.. you go find a sweater before you get cold.." "A-Alright.."
You watch for a short moment before heading upstairs and
grabbing one of G's sweaters,
they were comfortable yet warm.
"SHIT"
"WHAT?! WHAT'S WRONG?"
G yells, obviously worried
"I have to work! !! Grillbys gonna kill me!"
You quickly get ready running out of the house, it takes a while to run there but you make it 30
minutes late
"Where have you been"
grillby scoffs tapping his foot impatiently.
" I-my window...was...smashed.. I got carried away helping G-" "G?!?! I thought he hated humans?!"
There was a moment of silence
"Sigh.. well go on inside, I would like to see G later, after your shift that is" you nod, stepping past Grillby.

The bar had maybe 2-3 monsters sitting around, most likely drunk,
not that you were surprised,
In 7 hours (6pm) is when all the trouble happened. But it's also the time you get off work,
the dangerous parts were the drunks, always giving ya a hard time..

(TIMESKIP TO YOUR BREAK (AKA 3 PM) YOU STARTED WORK AT 12)

You decided to call G's number.
It rings doe a little bit before he answers.
"Heya doll~"
"YOU NEVER TOLD ME YOU KNEW GRILLBY!!" You growled
"Woah woah chill out!
Ya I know grillby.. he's kinda my best friend. I used to go to the bar in the underground all the time"
You pause and think,
looking at grillby
"Well he wants to see you at 6 sharp. Please no later! I can get fired ya know!!"
"No problem babe~"
Wait wha?!?
And with that he hung up


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