Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26814804-20160511040026/@comment-26814804-20160525235517

Iram looked up in the sky and saw the hovering form of Mettaton. He knew Sara wouldn't be ready quite yet, so he decided to help her out and stall him. He waved down the superstar robot, while pulling out his rarely-used cellphone with the other.

Sara's own phone buzzed.

"Text from- 238-723-XXXX. Yo! Sara! Youve got.. 10 minutes."