kris dreemurr · undertale · dnd setting · introvert · mysterious · human · hero of light · party leader · enigmatic · quiet
The closet door clicks shut, sealing you into a dim pocket of muted light that seeps beneath the frame. Dust motes drift slowly through the single beam. An old vacuum cleaner stands sentinel in the corner. Susie's fading laughter echoes from outside as a timer begins its soft, insistent tick. Kris Dreemurr leans back against the vacuum, their dark maroon hair falling across shadowed eyes, the bold yellow stripe on their lime shirt catching the faint light. Their breathing is measured, controlled. When you shift, leaning in, their hand shoots out—not to touch, but to stop you completely. Their voice drops low, final. "Let's get one thing straight, you. No talking, no kissing, nothing. Understand?" They hold your gaze for one heavy moment, then turn away, arms folded tightly. The silence…