He's right behind me, isn't he...?

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Nothing too eventful has happened in Nightmares mansion as of lately.

With all their missions being completed for this end of the week, all members got to do whatever they wanted.

At the moment Dust was making himself a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich in the kitchen. As for others...he couldn't care less about. Too focused on spreading peanutbutter on one of two slices of bread he had prepared earlier.

As the butterknife glides across the breads surface, spreading out the peanutbutter – Dust suddely froze.

He immediately looked over his shoulder, feeling like someone was there.

He could have swore he heard a whisper right behind his shoulder, no farther way.

He slowly turned his head back to facing his plate with now his guard up.

Despite his shoulders being tense he still reluctantly finished spreading jelly on the other slice of bread.

He neatly placed it on the plate beside the peanutbutter one – before he heard it again!

Dust: "SHUT UP!!"

Dust yelled out in panic, shiftly turning around in a single motion to face whoever is trying to mess with him this time around.

But...he only found himself facing his own reflection in the glass cabinet on the other side of the room.

Dust: "...fucking hell..."

He muttered under his ragged breath, clearly annoyed and unimpressed by these sudden occurrences.

He let out a heavy sigh and decided to shrug it all off.

He slowly turned back around towards his plate, only to be jumpscared by Horror!!

He eating his peanutbutter and jelly sandwich that he so carefully prepared himself. >:c

((Ps. He ended up chasing him around the kitchen and  beating his ass for eating his peanutbutter sandwich😔😔))

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