Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-25726032-20161030025804/@comment-26363358-20161030144035

Dexter being the usually silent man he was, trudged through the cold, hectic activities of Snowdin Town whilst wearing a long scarf to accompany him alongside from the temperature. Through the many snowballs and smell of pastries fill the air he couldn't help but wonder what the clustered ruckus was that was sounding off in the nearest food district of Snowdin.

Seeing as this was one of his many rare days off he decided to let lady curiosity guide him as his slender shape began to carry on.