Just One Night

Moving in

Finally the day had come, the excited couple were finally moving into their apartment and starting a new chapter in their lives. They were filled with anticipation, but also an overwhelming feeling of nervousness. It wasn't uncommon for monsters to be seen in public, but that didn't change the fact that a few groups of extremists were adamantly fighting against monster rights. Frisk looked over at her skeleton boyfriend and suppressed the urge to yank him into her warm embrace. He would have a harder time in their new home, and that only made her heart constrict tightly in her chest.

Reaching out hesitantly, she grasped his bony fingers and squeezed gently, wanting nothing more to send her love and support. He chuckled softly and pressed back, taking in her comfort and kissing her brow in appreciation.

The pair had been shocked at the apartment space they were given. It wasn't much to look at with its slightly cracked bricks that had once been a brilliant red, the roof was missing a few tiles here and there, and the scent of cigarette smoke hung heavily in the air. Frisk crinkled her nose but remained silent, hoping that Sans hadn't as good a sense of smell as she did.

Sans brought his jacket closer to his face, blocking out the smell of smoke and pollution, his monster nose far stronger than that of a human's.

"Well, it's not much, but it's where we will begin a new chapter in our lives." He reassured her gently, "Besides, at least we are in a fairly decent neighborhood."

She nodded and looked up, sending him a bright smile, "You're right. We'll have to make it a home though, so we might as well get a move on."

They walked inside the lobby which, surprisingly, was very clean. There were a few potted plants by the rotating glass doors, almost as if guarding it, the floor looked freshly polished and there was soft music playing in the background. There was a lone teenage boy manning the front desk, but he didn't seem to care what was happening around him. They just bypassed him entirely since they had their apartments keys, the council had already given them over when they came in earlier that week to finalize the living arrangements.

They took the elevator up to the 3rd floor, both jumping in surprise at the lurching feeling of the machine coming to a stop. The doors opened slowly, creaking eerily, but they just walked out quickly scanning the long hallway.

"Room 308," Frisk murmured quietly.

He nodded as they walked for a few moments reading the passing number plates alongside every door. The hallway was fairly warm with its soft glowing lights and lush brown carpeting. It seemed fairly cozy, but when they finally found their room number, both stopped and glance to the other.

With a deep breath, Frisk unlocked the door and walked in slowly with Sans not too far behind her. They were surprised at the blandness of the room. It was just one big open space with a few walls thrown in haphazardly, only a sliding door closed off the bedroom and the larger living room/kitchen area. They walked about noting the emptiness of the rooms. The bathroom was fairly small, but it didn't seem to be an issue. The plumbing was working correctly, thank goodness. And luckily they found that there was a working fridge and stove. The place also had a place for a clothes washer and dryer, but that would have to be bought later.

The walls were a boring shade of cream, the place was fairly empty except for an old, worn grey sofa, a rickety looking bed with a mattress so far used that the springs were popping out in different places. The whole space was a fairly small size; however, the two of them could live comfortably, but it was clear to see that they would have to furnish this place.

Frisk's hopeful expression turned into a slight frown at the realization that her paycheck wouldn't be enough to cover furnishing the new apartment. She sighed and turned to her boyfriend.