It was nearly 5 am as Rylan wandered into the coffee shop. his face giving away that he hadnt slept yet. That was his life though and he couldnt think of a single mortician who had a normal sleep schedule. He had been up all night trying to put a body back together for viewing, it wasnt that the body was even in pieces; Rylan had just carefully harvested organs for money.
He was paying attention to his phone and didnt see the girl as he bumped into her. “Fuck sorry.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I havent slept and cleary i should not be in public.” He chuckled slightly. “Im sorry about that. I can pay for your drink.”
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