You laid on your bed and started crying. You had nothing else to show how you felt except throw stuff on top of your dresser onto the ground, but most of the stuff would have broke, so you avoided that.

Sans had even told you a few minutes before you arrived to the park that he seemed like the cocky, cheating type, which was pretty coincidental! One of your pillows fell to the ground as you rolled over and grabbed your laptop from your nearby nightstand. You opened it, and the black screen turned on, showing your favorite website.

Ah, Wattpad. You could always go on Wattpad when you needed a break from reality for a bit. Your phone started to ring as you clicked on a story to read. You picked up your phone and looked at the caller ID.

"Well damn, it's Sans." You huffed to yourself. You answered the call. "Hello?" You sniffed.

"hey," Sans greeted. "grillby just told me that you left the park and he was-- wait are you crying? why are you crying?" Sans' voice actually shifted from curiousness to worry in a dramatic manner. "I-I'm not crying, I'm.. weeping?"

"(y/n) that's literally the same exact thing, but weeping is a bit quieter. do you want to tell em what's wrong, or do i have to come over to your house?" Sans sang the last bit, and you heard hit shit-eating grin grow bigger. But really, you didn't care. "Sure. I guess I need someone to cry on." Come over at..." You looked at the clock. "Four." You hung up. Literally one hour to get ready.

Sans had been at your house only three times since monsters came to the surface. You both just mainly hung out at his place and avoided Papyrus from trying to verbally rape you by saying how 'NICE YOUR ASS BOUNCES IN YOUR SWEATPANTS!'

You set your computer to the side and got up to your dresser, changing from your red long sleeved shirt to a regular black shirt. Black.

Like your soul at the moment.

Joking aside, you switched from your regular jeans to slightly baggy sweatpants, unlike the ones you wore when Papyrus praised your butt. You looked up in your mirror and wiped your eyes. They looked red and puffy, which was a big, obvious giveaway that you just cried and poured out tears to your heart's content.

You looked down and saw your phone. You picked it up and it started ringing. You sighed and looked at the caller ID. It was Grillby.

"Ha ha. Ha ha ha ha. No thanks!" You left it ringing to make it seem like you weren't there at the moment. You left your bedroom to go to the bathroom to get a hair tie. After reaching in a drawer under your sink to find a hair tie, you found a red one, which you figured would work since you couldn't find a black or white one.

After putting your hair up, you turned on the sink and splashed your face with water. You groaned and turned off the water, then going back into your room to get your laptop and your phone.

You carried your laptop out of your room and brought it into your living room and put it on your couch and put your phone in your back pocket.

Were you hungry? Slightly. A little bit. You pulled out a can of soda and a bag of Popato Chisps, and heard someone knock on the door. "It's not even 3:45 yet..." You walked over to the front door and opened it. It was Sans. "Sans, you're early."

"i know, i know. i just wanted to be here." Sans stepped in without invitation. "your house has a nice atmosphere to it, too." He nodded and headed over to the couch. "You have some nerve to already walk to my couch."

"i saw the tv and a couch in front of it. i couldn't resist, (y/n)." He shrugged and practically threw himself next to your laptop. "hey, you watching porn on your laptop?" You heard him say as you shut and locked the front door. "No. Wattpad." You rolled your eyes and dragged yourself to the couch. You sat down and shut your laptop. "awh, but i was so interested!" He stuck his tongue out.

"The only thing you're interested in," You grabbed the remote and put on Netflix. "Is sex." You watched Netflix load. "hah, so?"

"Sans you're a virgin." You rolled your eyes. "but you put on netflix! are you signaling that you want to netflix and chill?" He turned to you and crossed his arms.

"No, I just want to show you one of my favorite shows." You muttered after Netflix finished loading. You turned on the first episode of a show about two brothers catching weird shit like demons, ghosts, angels, and other stuff of that nature. You were fascinated, but you really had no clue what was going on half of the time.

"oh, by the way, i need to tell papyrus that i'm here. i left my phone on my bed." Sans chuckled sheepishly. "How the hell do you leave a phone on your bed?" You raised an eyebrow. "well, when you're sans you make sure to be as lazy as you can and mess everything up!" He put his arm around you and you slapped him. "Oh! I forgot about my soda and Popato Chisps. Stay here, I'll get you some too."

"sure." You got up and walked to the kitchen after Sans' agreement. You saw the soda and the bag of chips on the counter. You sighed and put the now lukewarm soda back in, pulling out two cold ones. You then stood on your toes to reach the cupboard with Popato Chisps, and felt someone grab your right butt cheek.

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((heeehehehe early update bc i actually like this book hah yay (; ))