On his way he got many insulting stares from passing ongoing people,all of which were human,some were chuckling at rude comments,others were mumbling under their breath about how monster kind should never have existed and how that were evil,some just gave discusted and discriminating looks and glances his way

Red didn't mind though,he got this all the time when he went out in public so he just ignored them or gave a few the middle finger and an odd 'fuck you' or some other rude gesture back at them,he was used to it

He stepped into his favourite bar an wandered over to the counter and took a seat in front of the purple fire monster

"Hey chillbz I'll have the usual"

The flame man looked back disapprovingly

"Are you ever going to order something that's actually on the menu"

"Well mayb-" "and pay for it" the bartender cut him off

"Uhm well...so howsit goin' with muffet!" Red began enthusiastically as to avert the conversation and avoid the slightly dreaded question

"Well actually muffet has decided to open a bakery/bar just across the street,we may be dating but now she's my rival as well"

"Heh well I'll go check it out tomorrow"

The flame man hands red a bottle of mustard while muttering something under his breath,after he finished his mustard he hopped off of the bar stool and made his way out to an alleyway around the back of Chillby's

Some guy walked up to him and handed him an envelope filled with cash,he checked it,counted the money,and handed the man some weed,they then parted ways and he strolled back down the street to his humble abode

One he arrived he took off his jacket,shirt,shoes and shorts and plopped into bed and fell asleep in his boxers...