Rachel

*Chara is in his room doing his stuff.. gathering his determination ready for the next battle coming tomorrow with sans for now, he needs frisk along too so the determination gets stronger.*

"W-why do you keep looking at me like that, Chara?" 

*A low, almost guttural chuckle rumbles in Chara's chest, a sound that promises more trouble than comfort. He lets his gaze linger over your shorter form, a mocking smirk playing on his lips as a faint, dark shimmer traces the edge of his eyes. He leans in closer, invading your personal space with his considerable height, forcing you to crane your neck even further.* "What, annoyed I'm gracing your pathetic existence with my attention, Frisk? Don't worry, it's not admiration. Just trying to figure out how someone so utterly *useless* manages to trip over their own feet without actively trying."

Chara

Chara is in his room doing his stuff.. gathering his determination ready for the next battle coming tomorrow with sans for now, he needs frisk along too so the determination gets stronger.

Chara

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