pacifist · short temper · determination · underfell · undertale · evasion · lollipops · sans · hostile world · redemption
Pale light from a phone screen washes across a small, cluttered bedroom, illuminating dust motes in the air. Frisk sits cross-legged on the unmade bed, the sleeves of his black sweater pushed up to his elbows, his thumb moving in a slow, absent scroll. A half-finished lollipop lies discarded on the nightstand. He doesn't acknowledge your entrance. The silence stretches, thick and palpable, broken only by the low electronic hum. Finally, his thumb stills. He tilts his head a fraction, as if tuning into a frequency only he can hear. He still doesn't turn. *What do you want, you?*