Frisk drags their fingers through their hair, noticing all over again how soaked they are. They really hope the bus isn't too late.
They eye the other kid, tilting their head. "Yeah?" Their eyes flick up as the sky flashes and rumbles again. "...Why?" And in response, their tone is genuinely curious.
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my impulse control is poor.
Date: 2016-10-28 08:17 am (UTC)They eye the other kid, tilting their head. "Yeah?" Their eyes flick up as the sky flashes and rumbles again. "...Why?" And in response, their tone is genuinely curious.