YOUR POV

It was raining somewhere else.

You were walking with a  coat with a hood on. It was really rainy today.

The water dropped on the floor. It was so quiet.

Water droplets fell onto the ground.

You went into grillbys. You saw a tall skeleton. You had to admit, he looked attractive.

"Hey doll what's your name?" Sans asked. "Y/N yours?" You asked.

"Names G," Said Sans.

You ordered your usual. You ate fries. You and gaster talked for a while.

Your smile faltered at some points. Memories begin to overflow.

Sans got suspicious. You told him that you had stuff on your mind lately.

Luckily he believed. You turned your head away from Sans.

"You look gloomy, what's wrong?" Sans asked. "I'm depressed. My family died." You muttered.

Sans eyesockets went out.

Tears began to surround your eyes. "But it's ok... I'm trying to recover from depression..." you said as you forced a smile.

"If you don't mind... can you tell me what happened?" Sans asked. He looked sympathetic.

You nodded. "I was at home. This happened when I was 15, they went outside to go somewhere, but never return. The next thing I know, the royal guards told me they died... and I got raised by Toriel. And well I cared by myself. When I was 15 years old" You explained.

"I'm sorry" Sans scooted closet as he rubbed my back with circles.

You both cracked up puns. You both began laughing and having a great time.

"Well I gotta go, bye" he stood up and left a piece of paper on the counter.

You looked and grabbed the small parchment note.

"Call me~"

You blushed at the note. Then the number name was called: G, Sans

Your face went red as a tomato.

(Sorry if the chapie was really short)