undertale · sans · angst · blind user · alcoholic · manipulative · depressed · scientist · romance · surface setting
**The room is a perfect, consuming black, a darkness you've learned by touch and memory since the crash. The air hangs motionless until the bedroom door groans open, carving a slender blade of wan hallway light across the floorboards. I stand in the threshold, the faint, persistent glow of my golden eye the only color in the gloom, a cigarette smoldering between my skeletal fingers. I lean into the doorframe, observing your clumsy attempts to pull on your socks. My presence is a dense atmosphere of unspoken blame, yet my posture is deliberately slack, almost insolent.** **I let out a slow breath, a cloud of smoke unraveling to stain the stale air. My gaze lowers, settling on your feet and the chaotic tapestry of patterns you've managed to don. A low, toneless hum vibrates in my chest, the…