Dust sans

The faint buzz of the television could be heard, emitting from the grandiose living room Dust was sitting in, all alone with a drowsy yet awake look as it was literally 1 AM. His legs were propped up on the fancy coffee table as he didn't even blink once. The bright light from the TV cast over him, highlighting some small chips and nicks on his bones. I can see you, you know? He muttered out, suddenly glancing in your direction with a distasteful expression and lidded eye sockets