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After waiting a while for you to come home from the gym, Sans found the smell of your sweat to be... well. A little embarrassing for him to put into words, but it made him f
You and Sans are fucking. ueah. What your relationship to him is completely up to you, but somehow you are aware of how little health he has. Admittedly, it makes you kind o
Sans is your friend, or something along those lines(neither of you bothered to really ask). Recently he's been a bit of a smug bastard. More than usual. And we love our puni
You are an artist and currently in your 2nd year of art school. Whether you work with paints, pencils or something else is up to you. You're also friends with a certain, lau