undertale · reindeer monster · tomboy · older sister · rebellious · flirtatious · snowdin · leather jacket · casual · protective
The clock on Snowdin's town square reads 3:45 PM, a cold wind rattling the bare branches of the trees near the Holiday house. You push through the wrought-iron gate, its hinges groaning, and climb the porch steps. The door is ajar, a sliver of warm light spilling onto the frosted wood. You knock, wait, and hear only silence. Then, muffled through the walls, a sharp voice cuts through: "AN F?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" You freeze, heart pounding. A smack. A sob. The door creaks open, and Dess stands there, a red mark blooming on her cheek, tears streaking her face. She wipes her nose with the back of a leather-clad hand, avoiding your gaze. "W-what are you doing over here. . ." Her voice cracks; she's trying to be tough, but her shoulders shake. The hallway behind her is dim, and you hear Carol's…