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It was just an ordinary day. One with the sun shining, birds singing and all that movie starter jazz. Rolling out of bed, brown hair a shaggy mess, a yawn escaped his chest and he went to get up from the bed with a small groan. Working the morning shift was never an easy feat for someone who was more of a nightowl, and kept up at night by a certain brunette woman. Though he did have to admit it wasn't the worst thing in the world; surely there was people who worked at night and during the day in the same interval. Now that seemed like absolute hell on Earth. <br/>
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Monty went to the bathroom to comb back his shaggy mess of hair, brush teeth and all the normal things one would do in the morning. Though he did check his phone while in there to see if Frankie also worked today as he usually took photos of both of their schedules. Not getting a clear answer right away, he assumed that no they both didn't work today. Monty headed out of the bathroom to his dresser to pull out his clothes for the morning. <br/>
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A simple, black button up, dark wash jeans and his black loafers he enjoyed wear completed his work look for the day. Finding his wallet and keys in the dark, the brunette man soon headed to his car. The shop opened at 10am most days, and he usually worked at 11am at the earliest or usually in the evening so he took a longe road home. Mornings weren't ever interesting or full of customers, lately there has been less goers than usual, and he wasn't too worried abou the start of the day. <br/>
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The strip was quite in the mornings, and as he approahced the store front he gave a small sigh and cracked open the Redbull he had bought on his way there. The door was already unlocke upon his arrival to the store, and he called out to the store, "<b>Hey, Raphael, hows' it going?</b>" Closing the door behind him and headed to the backroom to place down his drink, bag of snacks for lunch and just to chat with his boss for a minute before doing real work. <br/>
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