@mech-star
teeth chatter , click uncomfortably from building stress &&. anxiety that boils over from unspoken tenacity . he's stood , a fear - striking 10'6" of pure bone structure , shifting weight between a warrior's battle boots that tap against the textile floor . had the hotel always this sense of atmosphere ? having been invited to the corporate's office felt like a dream come true , yet somehow even in his earnest attire PAPYRUS felt underdressed .
elevator doors open , letting him step out into the corridor with a busied cruising tromping him towards the executive's quarters , a bit of gloved dabbing ushering that lotion applicant behind his ear once more . alrighty , nothing more than casual conversation , r - right ?
mitten twists the knob , shoulders his way in , sockets fixated on the floor before fleeting up to find proper contact . ❛ METTATON ? WOWIE , I'M AWFULLY SORRY IT TOOK ME THIS LONG , BUT I'M . . . ❜
chest heaves , fabricated lungs churning with a sense of heat that boggles his transfixed mind . abled features stare back at him , angular &&. pronounced , causing a prompt throat clear from the bonetrousle . ❛ ER — SORRY , MAY I COME IN ? ❜
