[He's thinking of going again. It won't hurt, right? It won't be bad. No one's gotten upset yet. Papyrus said he could do what he wanted. Have fun. Since it's been so long since anything was fun.]
[Fun must be this light, happy feeling inside him.]
[Someone speaks nearby, and he turns. Oh. Someone is looking at him. That means they're probably talking to him. He looks around. Maybe they're speaking to someone else. This person is...familiar, in that way that means he's supposed to know who they are. But he can't remember.]
[He wishes he knew what they were saying. It's still so hard to understand people.]
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[Fun must be this light, happy feeling inside him.]
[Someone speaks nearby, and he turns. Oh. Someone is looking at him. That means they're probably talking to him. He looks around. Maybe they're speaking to someone else. This person is...familiar, in that way that means he's supposed to know who they are. But he can't remember.]
[He wishes he knew what they were saying. It's still so hard to understand people.]
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