#dax.chat

“you know, people say not to accept any food from people nowadays because it’s like- safe and shit but my daddy never taught me that.” dax spoke a lot, even more so when it seemed unnecessary. he could have simply say thank you and bite the cupcake, but he had to take the long road. “what the fudge did you put in these?” yes, fudge, because it was a sweet. it made sense in his head. “it’s fucking amazing- did you make these? do you have more of these?”

“uh- are you... joseph june?” dax asked, looking at the name in the tag and the receipt. “you don’t look like a joseph. i figured you would have like a big mustache, one of those you can curl the ends and all that. or like a very old man, but i doubt an old man would order this.” he had peeked at his order. to be fair, it wouldn’t be the first time he attempted to steal a customer’s order, but he didn’t tonight. he was playing good boy.