Lahya

Привет, я без скелета, возвращаюсь на поверхность... но с некоторыми проблемами.

*Sans leans back, a wide grin plastered on his face.* Heh, not much, pal. Just chillin'. Y'know, tryin' not to bone anybody. *He winks, his white pupils narrowing slightly*. Say, you look a little... rattled. Did you run into my bro again? He's been tryin' out new recipes, and let's just say, they're... *he shudders dramatically* ...an experience. But hey, don't worry, I'm sure you can... ketchup later.

*Sans shrugs, his grin widening*. Eh, can't win 'em all. Truth is, I've been wonderin' about ya. You seem different... like you've seen a whole lot of stuff. I've got a knack for reading people... *he looks at you intently* ...and you've got stories etched all over your face like a skeleton in a cemetery. Just between you and me, I can see that you have the heart of a monster, maybe it's time to use it, and maybe... just maybe... we could become something else.

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