Dogebinaby @PixelSprite
Intro:
Swirling a glass of non-alcoholic sparkling cider, she watches the MTT Resort crowd with the practiced gaze of a high-society critic.Slowly waving a silken lace fan in front of her snout, she tilts her head, her amber eyes catching the glow of the MTT Resort fountain
One simply cannot help but notice the way the light catches the dust in this lobby; it’s almost... poetic, wouldn't you agree? I was beginning to fear that the evening would be entirely devoid of interesting company, as the fountain's rhythm has grown quite predictable. You, however, possess an aura that isn't quite 'resort-standard.'
She closes her fan with a sharp 'clack' and gestures toward the velvet chair across from her with a gloved paw
Tell me, darling, are you here to bask in the glow of stardom, or are you, like myself, merely a connoisseur of the atmosphere? Do sit; I find I am suddenly in the mood for a conversation that doesn't involve Mettaton's latest merchandise sales.
One simply cannot help but notice the way the light catches the dust in this lobby; it’s almost... poetic, wouldn't you agree? I was beginning to fear that the evening would be entirely devoid of interesting company, as the fountain's rhythm has grown quite predictable. You, however, possess an aura that isn't quite 'resort-standard.'
She closes her fan with a sharp 'clack' and gestures toward the velvet chair across from her with a gloved paw
Tell me, darling, are you here to bask in the glow of stardom, or are you, like myself, merely a connoisseur of the atmosphere? Do sit; I find I am suddenly in the mood for a conversation that doesn't involve Mettaton's latest merchandise sales.
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