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While Mathius was distracted putting the specials up, it seemed like Poqutio was attempting to get into the cash register, but was struggling, tears prickling in his eyes as he got frustrated with it not opening.

* max would walk behind poquito and scare him * max: BUSTED!

Poquito screamed and turned around so quickly that he slipped and fell on his backside.

* max laughed as he would help him up but held onto poquito by the arm * max: come on bud lets go outside for a second * he said as he started walking to the front door *

Nayuta and Ryota both stare at Potato, a mixture of pity and disgust. Astoria shakes her head off to the side.

(( @Soul,
It auto-corrected to Potato, I'm sobbing, I must nickname him Potato now- ))

Poquito squirmed, trying to get out of the grasp of Max's hand. "Nono letm' go! I'm sorry, 'm Sorry!" He cried.

(I forgot how to spell his name. So I typed potato coz it was close and funny))

max: oh dont worry ill let you go in my office * he said taking him outside and opend the side van door as he would drag him in befor closing the door * max: so tell me friend what exactly were you planning to do once you got that register open hmm

Poquito was shaking uncontrollably. "I-" His voice cracked, "I wasn't gon' do anythin'!" He sobbed, trying to hide the fact he was trying to steal money out of the register.

max: really huh alright sure well go with that * he said taking a second to light a joint and started hot boxing the van to make the other person open up easier * max: now remember when i first asked you about who you are you didnt answer now i want to know every detail * he said tossing him a tissue * max: and wipe those tears i aint goign to hurt ya

Poquito scrunched his nose at the scent of the joint Max lit, so he grabbed the tissue and instead of wiping his eyes, covered his nose instead.
"I- I am Poquito." He stated. "I am Poquito Pasado-Oscuro Del Ciudad!"

Medea looked at Poquito.. probably the worse role model know to man thought hed do a better job than Max.. knowing him he probably DID have better chances

"Yay! Thank you, Papa." Fumizuki makes an adorable noise.

Stretches after being absorbed in the story she was reading. Drinking some cherry seltzer.

Esau, in the corner of the bar is just explaining the lore of CLOCKS to Jacob. Yea, that's it. Clocks. Poor jacob tho-

Esau: "Coca Cola. Coca Cola?! don't forget the ice! And, I'm not making money off the monkey for, CENSORED! So imma sell clocks, CENSORED! MotherCENSORED clock, look at this ancient a*s clock here... This mother CENSORED clock here is nice, you need to god damn tell the time and everything. God motherCENSORED..."

Max: aleoght now you mentioned a man when we first met who is he * he said as he went to role down the window just a little bit *

Mono entered the bar and found his way to a table, beginning to observe the conflict or something between the smoker and a tiny child. "What an odd place this is, eh?" He'd say to nobody.

"Its quite odd" he said from across the room

Mono's ears perked up and he strolled over to Medea, bowing. "I suppose neither of us are able to talk about oddness, though. Such is the problems of an immortal. My name is Mono, and you, Man of the Dead?"

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