Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26637171-20160613194400/@comment-26634746-20160618181000

Sans bit his lip. For once, he didn't know what to say. "I... I'm sorry.... Hey where are ya? I want to talk about... How to make peace with them."

Clair walked down the narrow strip of the floor and stopped where there were footprints mixed with tire marks. She glared at it as a gun materialized next to it.