[Why is this guy constantly shouting, ughhh... Bobby finally finds his aviators and moves them onto his face. It might seem pointless to wear sunglasses in a dark bedroom, but that sort of thing's never stopped him before.
A few blinks, then Papyrus gets a fuzzy image of Bobby's ceiling. This is good enough for now.]
Oh... Oh! Is that so? Great! That's... [Yawn.] That's great.
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A few blinks, then Papyrus gets a fuzzy image of Bobby's ceiling. This is good enough for now.]
Oh... Oh! Is that so? Great! That's... [Yawn.] That's great.