[Papyrus is no longer as consistently awake at this time as he'd like to be, and it's an ongoing trial for him. Why is it that humans, so notoriously sturdy and strong-souled, would need so much sleep? There's nothing about water that makes people sleepy, so being mostly made of water shouldn't change anything... yet it does. Thankfully, there's caffeine. He's managing to wake up early like this thanks largely to the teamwork of alarm clock and coffee, with generous portions of the latter. One cup's even along for the ride, though its contents were gone before he even grabbed a book, and now it's sitting on the chair next to him cooling.
Unfortunately, he's still yawning as he starts to read - huge yawns that blind him at random. Once he loses his place for the third time in a page, it's clear:] This is a situation... for more coffee.
[He pushes himself to his feet, rubs at his eyes, and retrieves the mug. The diner's not too far away, after all. And he goes to put the book back in the return slot, to reclaim when he's a little more awake... when he notices a familiar face. He pauses, blinks and squints. Maybe it's someone else, but that'd be an uncanny coincidence.]
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Unfortunately, he's still yawning as he starts to read - huge yawns that blind him at random. Once he loses his place for the third time in a page, it's clear:] This is a situation... for more coffee.
[He pushes himself to his feet, rubs at his eyes, and retrieves the mug. The diner's not too far away, after all. And he goes to put the book back in the return slot, to reclaim when he's a little more awake... when he notices a familiar face. He pauses, blinks and squints. Maybe it's someone else, but that'd be an uncanny coincidence.]
...Huh? Sans?