Frisk

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I don't want to leave Toriel, but I would ruin her. 

I don't belong with her. I don't belong here. 

But Toriel... she really cared about me. 

She told me if I stayed, she would take care of me, and the thing is, I know she would've.

For a couple minutes, I wanted to stay with her, but I can't just force myself onto Toriel. 

I walk beyond the door to the Ruins. 

There's a camera in the bushes. I wonder if it works. 

As I walk down the path, I step on a branch. It breaks. These woods are so empty and so cold.

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