They insist on keeping the curtains shut, another thing nobody gets and nobody begrudges them for. They consider asking Toriel for thicker curtains, but doing anything like that feels...weird. Frisk has a hefty 'allowance' from Asgore, anyway. They'll buy some themselves, later.
When the text comes, there's a faint light of dawn diffusing through them. Curled up in bed, they're wide awake.
Their phone doesn't give them a number, and they don't think too deeply about it. Could be a lot of monsters. They don't have the whole population in their contacts, after all. Just most of it.
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Date: 2017-11-06 05:17 am (UTC)When the text comes, there's a faint light of dawn diffusing through them. Curled up in bed, they're wide awake.
Their phone doesn't give them a number, and they don't think too deeply about it. Could be a lot of monsters. They don't have the whole population in their contacts, after all. Just most of it.
hello.