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[lingeringhope]

You may have noticed some abnormal behavior regarding the Door. Normally it doesn't bring in anything so large, and we did not expect it to do so this time. Delight and I have been attempting to alter the Door to send you home, as you have so often requested, but as I have said again and again, we have very little knowledge in this area. We will try again.

My appreciation for those who slew the dragons. We did not intend on their arrival, and I would be willing to grant you a favor in return for your efforts - if it's within my power, and not too foolish.

Comments

[skelebro]

usually i hate walking on principle.
but that actually sounds pretty good right now.

[What is this???? Effort????? Wow someone take this away from him immediately]

[ishotyouuu]

[And instantly, Wade feels a rush of guilt, as hot and potent as a sudden onset of nausea. Whether he knows it or not, Sans has called his bluff with his extremely rare and incredibly magnanimous offer to accompany him, and the failed attempt at taking advantage of the skeleton's lethargy leaves a bitter and disgusting taste in the mercenary's mouth. But even more pressing is the feverish desire to maintain the facade; to lead Sans on as though everything was normal and not do anything that could be considered suspicious.

He'll hate himself for it later. He always does. His only means of sanity just takes priority here.]

id love to have a walking buddy dude

just let me know where u wanna meet

[skelebro]

well, we still live in the same general complex.
i can be outside your place in ten.

[He can't believe this. He can't believe that he's actually...yeah. Well, hell. He's figured that this might be one of the few positive friendships he's formed here that might be, in some ways, salvageable. Doin' his best. He's not used to things being salvageable, fixable.

God he hates that euphemism.

Even less is he used to trying for anyone's sake. Even a friend's.

So maybe he's more than a little worried. And maybe he's gotten good, real good, at recognizing when someone's puttin' on a false front of okay-ness when they ain't really doin' so okay beneath. He's been doin' that enough his entire life.]

[ishotyouuu]

sure thing, buddy

see u then

[Simple. Nonchalant. Displaying none of the turmoil going on inside him. Wade doesn't bother to wait for an answer. As soon as he sends out the text, he makes his way over to the sink to splash his face with cold water, drinking a few glasses of it for good measure. The pleasant cloud enveloping his mind fades bit by bit, sobering him up-- a waste of good booze, he thinks with some regret, but necessary. He's had a few too many slip-ups, and he can't afford to let Sans know how deep his fixation goes.

Waiting for a friend to show up shouldn't feel so much like waiting for your own executioner.]