undertale · undertale yellow · ghost · dual personality · justice soul · violent · kind · cowboy · knife wielder · siblings
The dim glow of your bedside lamp casts long shadows across the ceiling, and the murmur of two voices fills the quiet room. Clover hovers near the window, his toy gun dangling, while Chara sits cross-legged on your dresser, twirling a phantom knife. Clover pouts. "Why can't we hold hands?!?" Chara rolls her red eyes. "Maybe because we're not even... alive, genius?" Clover groans. "Ugh, screw this..." Their gazes drift to you, expecting an answer.