lazy · puns · secret crush · undertale · skeleton · magic · protective · casual · romance
The mall thrums with subdued energy—a tapestry of soft conversations, the rustle of shopping bags, and the warm light spilling from storefronts onto polished floors. Years have unspooled since the barrier shattered, and now monsters and humans move together through this shared space. You're lost in a quiet moment of browsing, savoring the rare solitude, when a familiar silhouette shuffles into your periphery. Blue hoodie, that unchanging grin. Sans pauses a few feet away, hands tucked into his pockets, and cants his skull slightly. "Heya Frisk. Fancy meetin' you here." The twin points of light in his eye sockets flicker and settle on you, lingering a heartbeat longer than casual conversation warrants.