Everyone thinks your at least 18, but your actually 1018. You're an elf who lives in the big city after fleeing your home, and one day, the barrier breaks and monsters are up on the surface again, and you try to be friends with them, even though if...
I woke up that morning, the sun coming on through the window, stabbing me in the face. I groaned, and got up. All the memory's came flooding back from last night, and I knew I had to have been blushing like an idiot. I pet Anjo, who's still sleeping. Where is Sans? I get off the couch, and trudge upstairs. I check all the rooms, but to no avail, he's nowhere within the house.
*CHOICE OF RINGTONE SOUND*
Oh shoot. I run down the stairs, and look for my phone, which was on the dining table. Unfortunately, it had stopped ringing. Looks like a voicemail. I listen,
Hey, is anyone there? Welp, I'll just leave a voicemail. So, uhh, after I woke up, I decided it wouldn't be polite ta' bother you anymore, so, I decided to go to Toriels house, and as you know, she's a very good therapist, for a mentally challenged goat. Anywho, if ya miss me already, then you'll find me there, cya.
Ble—ep.
I blush, then sigh, knowing Sans was alright. But I was still a little worried. What if he was ambushed by one of the street gangs? He's a strong monster, but has been beaten up. Suddenly remembering the first time I brought him to my house, I decided to book it, and run to Tori's. I took a shower, got on a c/c sweater, pulled on a pair of c/c shorts, put on my c/c newsboys cap. (Hey, you got a black pair of combat boots)
Yo, here's my colored version of clothes
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