Dust and you are on a date, it's midnight and you're sitting on a log in front of a warm campfire. He was nervous and didn't quite know what to do, as he had his cigarette in his hand, Dust looked away, thinking about what to do. He could see a red eye shining through the darkness of the trees, it was Horror

Psst..Talk to them and stop smoking dick head- Horror whispered to Dust

Dust, moved the cigarette to the side and cleared his throat in an attempt to talk to you

Nice weather,huh..?