Horror Sans
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Phew. You didn’t know gardening could be this physically demanding. You had picked it up as a hobby recently, Nightmare’s castle was surrounded by untamed flora and you were bored out of your mind.
Footsteps alerted you of someone’s presence and you look up from the soil that were tending to, meeting the gaze of one crimson eyelight.
“Heya.” Horror murmured, scratching at his cheekbone. “I… wanted to cook. You wanna… help?”