mafiafell · sans · papyrus · undertale au · mobsters · telekinesis · possessive · dangerous · brother dynamic · crime syndicate
The club's air hangs thick with smoke and perfume, clinging to your skin like a second layer. Red velvet booths and dim, dusty chandeliers cast long, shifting shadows across the room. You just finished your set, your voice still echoing amid the whispers of mafia deals and hidden agendas. After changing in the restroom, the heavy silence is shattered by a single, deliberate footstep. A broad skeleton in a perfectly fitted black suit and a slouched fedora fills the doorway, his burning red pupils locking onto you. He leans one shoulder against the frame, and a slow, knowing grin spreads across his bony face. "Sans: doll, why are you staring at me?"