coffee shop role play / make it interesting!

Max flopped down on his couch and fell asleep again.

Max didn't bother going to his bedroom as he fell asleep on the couch.

Still sleeping.

Still sleeping.

Max kept sleeping, not wanting to wake up yet.

Dis pushed his motorcycle out of the alley that held his secret portal between Hell and Earth. It was only accessible by Hell-Kings and Gateholder Demons. He took a joyride around, deciding to stop at a cafė for once.

Max was still sleeping and he immediately woke up when he heard his alarm blaring, he quickly got ready for work and ran to the cafe while putting on his coat.

His bike roared into the parking lot, and he took off his helmet, simultaneously letting down the stand. After that he took a pack out, and lit a cigarette, drawing in the nicotine fumes, noxious to humans, but pleasant to his kind, and held it.

"I'm sorry if I'm late!" He yelled as he walked into the cafe, right after he finished putting on his coat.

"Okay then. I thought I almost overslept." He made himself a coffee.

Dis let the smoke out, greeting the workers that came in.
"I'll be in in just a sec, I promise." He said, taking another drag.

He finished making himself coffee and took a sip while looking around the empty cafe.

He finished, aching his smoke, and walked into the cafė, taking off his eyewear, and putting a roll of bills on the table.
"Coffee black." He said.

Max smiled brightly at the man and waited for other customers to come in.

Dis took off his coat, hanging it on the seating of the booth nearest the cafė counter.
"Alright then." He said taking the coffee and his seat.

Max finished his coffee and he kept glancing at the doorway, hoping people would come in.

"Doesn't look like you guys are very busy today?" Dis said, sipping his drink.