Frisk: s-seven... Have s-seven...
Sans: No... We don't-
She smiled at me and sigh...
Frisk: Free... Every one...
I was confuse... And cried...
Frisk: -gulp- hey... S-san?... Won't... You... Smile... For... Me?
She smile...
Sans: Kid... I-
Frisk: P-lease?... Please?...
W-won't... Last... Long...She puts her hands around neck and smile I grab them the cry harder...
Sans: yeah...
I remember her laughter...
Sans: im smilling sweetheart...
"Cheers!"
I'm remembering all she said and trying to smile...
"On wards!"
Sans: i'm...
"Wanna come?"
All her laughter...
Sans: smilling...
"Can be rude... Dont want to"
I just cant stop... From crying...
Sans: can you... Say that again? I...
"Always be kind"
Sans: did'nt quite...
"Thank you"
Sans: catch that...
I was silence...
Sans: Sweetheart?...
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Yeah yeah i know its short haha...
