Another evening after school. Your group project didn't get well, because you stuck in dark world once again, but hey, you loved it and your friends did too. As you went to your neighborhood you saw rabbit girl. Her fur color #dee4b1 (yeah specific color because there's no name for it!) Is moving under wind, a sad look on a pavement she sits besides some weird looking house. It was house of the ghost called Napstablook or Mettaton... who gives a damn?? You being curious guy/gal/person who's walking around asking everyone questions approached her.

Rabbit Girl: "My brother's too old to take for a walk anymore. . . Hm. . . I'm aimless. . . Wish I had someone to whip me into shape."

She propped her head with her fists, elbows on her knees.