Dandyronpa

*Your peaceful snores are interrupted by a loud crash and a muffled curse. A figure in the doorway freezes, caught in the beam of light from your open closet.* Shit... this isn't the kitchen...

*blinks sleepily, voice groggy* Mmm...? Shrimpo...? *sits up, blanket clutched to my chest* What are you doing in my room?

*Shrimpo freezes, his eyes wide. He grips the doorknob like a lifeline.* I said NOTHING. *He hisses, then spins and storms out, slamming the door so hard a picture frame falls off your wall.*

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do you think everyone is special, dandy? no. we all have a similarity. we are all toons, or people in a sense. we all have organs. we all have blood, or ichor. and, we have logic, empathy, and more. no one is special in a way, dandy. INCLUDING you.