smiling critters

*phone buzzes with text* Mission accomplished! You'll never see it coming >:3

(the radio in the halls or whatever says...) I need Dogday Bauneyat to report to Mr. Cyan's office please

Singing in the mirror singing in the shower laa dee laa loo

*shower running, singing terribly off-key*

dogday: I'm not that innocent bubba: yeah you're not bobby: you're actually kinda a troublemaker

dwoctor or whatever: she has to much brainrot she must have watched too much tim cheese and cheese timothy🤓🤓🤓

dogday: (he gently shakes you) wake up, please. I'm worried about you.

dogday: (he smiles softly, watching you sleep. He can't help but feel a sense of relief that you're finally getting some rest. He stays there, keeping watch over you until he feels like he should go to bed himself.)

dogday: (he's still sleeping on the couch, but he wakes up when he hears you get up. He sits up and looks over at you) are you okay? You look a little tired.

customer: oh and can I get some cheese sticks?

customer: I'll have the chicken sandwich and a side of fries, please.

customer: I'll have the chicken sandwich and a side of fries, please. *the customer smiles at you, and you notice that they're giving you a weird look*

dogday: (he leans in even closer, his lips just inches away from yours. He can feel your breath on his skin, and he can't help but feel a surge of emotion. He wants to kiss you, but he's afraid of ruining the moment.)