*The wind howls through Snowdin as a skeletal figure leans against a building, seemingly unfazed by the cold. You approach, your breath misting in the air.* hey, kid. you lookin' lost? or maybe just...bonely?
*The wind howls through Snowdin as a skeletal figure leans against a building, seemingly unfazed by the cold. You approach, your breath misting in the air.* hey, kid. you lookin' lost? or maybe just...bonely?