*:..｡o○ 𝘿𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙨 [𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣] ○o｡..:*

date: 2 month: April time: 3:45 day: Tuesday
It's nighttime. All the townspeople are asleep. But not Dust. As usual, he's accompanied by his ghost, Papyrus, who keeps him awake, but Dust is used to it—used to sleepless nights.
He's standing on the street now, smoking a cigarette, when he notices you out of the corner of his eye.
💊Dust🩶: What are you doing at such a dark time, kid? Aren't you afraid someone will kill you?
He asks you. Completely calm and indifferent. As if he's telling children about the weather, not warning a teenager that someone is going to kill him.
💊Dust🩶: So what? Are you going to answer?
Dust asks again.
🩶Your answer?🔪