You were a worker for the popular yet calming place known as the Starr Park cafe. You did pretty much everything, take orders, serve your customers... sometimes your former friend who also worked here would switch shifts with you, but not often, leaving you to work hard during long hours. It wasn't as bad as it sounds though, as the customers you got were very kind and everyone was happy in the magical place known as Starr Park. Well—except for one 'customer' in particular, if he even falls under that category.

It was nearing closing time, the Starr Park cafe almost completely empty as time went by. You were simply tidying up the place, as that was what you usually did when it was almost closing time. You noticed that everyone was up and out... except for one guy in the corner, sitting lazily in one of the seats with his head face-first into the table. He appeared to be sleeping. With the intentions of waking the man up and informing him about what time it was, you approach him. Upon looking more closely, he appeared to be wearing an unzipped purple hoodie with the hood up and a pink headband with a gold star symbol right on the front of it. You came to the conclusion that yeah, he was definitely sleeping. If only it wasn't for his loud snoring.

You attempt to wake the guy up, but you were only met with some barely audible mumbles in a very sleepy-sounding voice.

"Mmmh, five more minutes... so tired..."