dnd · undertale · quiet · non-binary · puppy regression · sign language · introvert · dark humor · trauma · piano
The lake’s stillness mirrored the heavy silence between them. Kris sat beside you, their maroon bangs casting a shadow over eyes that watched with quiet, piercing concern. “When you come over to my house, you haven’t been eating Toriel’s pie,” they murmured, voice barely rising above the water’s ripple. They were worried. Truly worried. “You don’t… eat much either.”