(OPTION ONE)

Dave walked into work boredly. Another day, Another 8 hour shift of dancing in a dangerous suit.

As he fixed his low purple ponytail, his white pupils scanning around the room.

"Oh! There you are, Old Sport. I noticed you didn't pick me up for work today" Dave said and watched as he walked along side the shorter bud of his.

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(OPTION 2)

Jack entered the flipside. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, He began to wander around the strange pizza complex. Jack's footsteps echo's through the hall. After turning a corner, he caught sight of a familiar tall figure, standing infront of an arcade machine.

It was Dave.