I'm good...


Flowey: Thanks Eliver! *Eliver goes off to find Sans, guessing that he's probably in his room, she knocks on his door*

Sans: Come on in... *Eliver walks in to see Sans sitting as he's leaning against the wall, with his hand clutching his chest* So... What is it that you needed, Eliver? *Sans' voice is a bit scratchy, and he's slightly sweating*

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