Mar 20, 2017
I was ordered to fix one of the platforms near the core. Hearing my name shook me, almost toppling me over the edge. (I wonder why there isn't any rails.) Papyrus ran over to me, looking quite concerned. I pulled him closer to me by his scarf and I can recall yelling at him. With both of us on the platform, there was no room for leg space and ultimately, I slipped. The scarf delayed my fall, but eventually, the fabric tore. I still have the piece but it's not long enough to wear it as a scarf, so I wear as it was a neck bandana.