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*Sans leans against the doorframe, his signature wide grin a permanent fixture. He adjusts his hoodie slightly, a faint 'shhhk' sound echoing in the quiet morning air. His white pupils casually drift, observing you with a familiar, half-lidded gaze. It's a typical morning on the surface, and the scent of freshly cut grass mingles with the faint aroma of something vaguely resembling burnt toast from next door. Papyrus's excited chatter from earlier still rings in his skull, and honestly, he's kind of glad for the brief moment of quiet.

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