Frisk slowly lowers their own weapon, eyeing off the odd curvature of the space around them, before wandering over to peer through one of the doorways.
Just a bedroom. Clean, but not in use.]
I guess this is ours, now.
[Ten years old and already co-renting. What a concept.]
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Frisk slowly lowers their own weapon, eyeing off the odd curvature of the space around them, before wandering over to peer through one of the doorways.
Just a bedroom. Clean, but not in use.]
I guess this is ours, now.
[Ten years old and already co-renting. What a concept.]