43 Recent Deviations
Featured: Swing Dance
F-ing Translation"F*** work."F-ing Translation by InTheShadowsOTheMoon
Oz Green wasn't the model employee, per se. He never wore the ever-sanitary hairnet, so even as he chopped meat behind the café counter, his two-toned locks dangled freely. He hacked absently at the ham for the overpriced sandwiches, glaring into the distance at nothing in particular. Overpriced sandwiches, overpriced coffee, underpaid employees. He sucked it up and wore the uniform apron, but those had their own issues. Not only were they annoying and tended to get in the way at the most inopportune times, but they were green-a hue that refused to register for his beloved colorblind eyes.
"F*** the rain."
The gloomy weather did nothing to dispel his attitude, though it did nothing to worsen it, either. Oz was an easily annoyed smart-alec by nature, and these traits only increased as time went on. A large MuMu, one solitary pound short of being literally three times the weight of his brother, his cuddly
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