Oh,
she saw everything. Angie blinked her wide eyes, making them emit a
cartoon-ish pop noise. “Here, you’ll need this.” She handed him a paper
menu which was a lot easier to read up close.“Rough work days,
eh?” Angie raised an eyebrow before chuckling. “You’re in luck, buddy.
I’ve got just the drink to fix the problem! I’ve got to ask, though.
What caused you to grow this exhausted in the first place?”She
noticed the repairman nodding off again. “And there he goes again. Come
on, Earth to RP!” She snapped her fingers in front of his face.
“Thank you,” he mumbled sheepishly, squinting at the menu.
As he read, he heard the coyote ask about his day.
“Oh, n-nothing happened,” he yawned. “I just get like this every so oft…ten…zzzzz”
He dropped the menu and fell back to sleep.
“BUH!”
At the finger snaps, he snapped back awake.
“Y-yeah, I just have to get something every so often, just came in here…”
He looked like he was about to nod off again, but continued:
“Perks of sleeping only once a year, eh…? Heh, heh…”
Of course, he slept more often than that (three or four times a month), but he wasn’t about to admit that. He was committed to his job, darn it!