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[glammamour]

@vortship​ has entered stage left

“A little friendly advice: Constantly keep your friends and family on their toes! It’s good for circulation, and helps keep the mind sharp. Is there a puppy in that box? Or is it a bomb?? Who knows! But doesn’t that make things much more thrilling?”

[glammamour]

@heavensxstray​ has entered stage left 

“You know... It’s rude to stare.” Mettaton seemed to say this while not taking his eyes away from his trashy gossip magazine. 

Though after a few more seconds passed, he lowers it and promptly folds one leg over the other while smirking up at the other.

“... I’m assuming this is your first time here? You can take a seat if you’re waiting on someone darling, no one’s going to bite you. Not unless you’re into that sort of thing. But heads up, if you are. Keep it PG-13 here. The R-rated studios are in the next building over.”

[glammamour]

Closed Starter // @bonepranks​

Hap hated having to make trips out of the house.

Normally, his cousin did most of the shopping, but lately they’d been more busy with work.. Something about car pile ups, annoyed citizens, and... Car lifting? 

Honestly-- He’d heard weirder before.

Unfortunately, this also meant that should Hapstablook want anything out of the home, he would have to scrape up some courage, and go out for it himself. Which... Is what it finally came down to.

He’d heard through online platforms that a new book came out to one of his favorite series, and he was dying to read it. Books, movies, games, and trashy TV were his few enjoyments in life currently. And he was running low on new material to indulge in.

So, grabbing the house keys and making sure he had enough money in his inventory, the ghost finally left his dark hobble and headed off to one of the only stores here in town.

It was always so.... Bizarre stepping outside... Hap could look around while floating by and automatically saw people he knew. Whether from school, old places of work, and so on... He knew about almost everyone here. Yet, they never even noticed him going by. It was... Weird. Knowing of all these people and their lives, and them not even knowing he existed. It only reminded him more and more of why he was a home body.

Eventually stepping up to the storefront, the ghost glides right through the door without a word, then seems to hunch in on himself. As if trying to hide from anyone else in the store. Then, he floated off to the entertainment section. Going up and down the two aisles for a bit, before he seemed to stop and give a thoughtful frown.

Ugh... He wasn’t seeing it. He was going to have to ask.

Glancing to the counter, the ghost felt as if he wanted to physically recoil and go back home right then and there. He despised speaking to people.... And asking help was worse.

But.... He really did need something new to bide his time, especially if Napstablook would be working longer shifts.

Okay Hap.. You can do this.

Taking a breath, finally he glides over to the counter, where a small skeleton stood. And in embarrassment, the ghost seems to play with wispy strands of hair as he cleared his throat.

“Excuse me...? Um.. You wouldn’t happen to have the book.. Phantum : The New World... Would you?”