narriator pov
You step out of the ruins, and a blast of cold wind with snow hits your face. Brrr, it's sure is colder then the ruins. You think, as you keep walking. You come up to a bribe with holes in it. Is this sapost to be a barricade the holes are to big to stop anyone. You think. Suddenly from behind you hear a
SNAP
The n a go is "hey don't you know how to greet a new friend?"
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Like the world isn't there (DancetaleSans x reader)
FanfictionYOU MUST READ THIS OR YOU WONT KNOW WHATS GOING ON!:You loved to dance improv. Letting the music chose the style you dance in. You mum was your inspiration. You looked up to her. Then she died, in a car crash. Now being an orphan. Since your dad lef...
