Anon had been living in Lavender Town for a while, spending much of their time at home. A month passed, and Anon went for a walk, sitting on a bench, listening to music. A nervous hand tapped their shoulder. A woman, Marceline, spoke softly, “Hey, I-I’ve noticed you around here quite a bit. You’re the first person I’ve seen in a while wander this… G-Ghost town.” She explained she was the only resident and nervously invited Anon to talk, hoping for some friendly company.