undertale au · star sanses · morally gray · chaotic · prankster · winter theme · trio dynamic
The glow of the party softens as you move toward the door, the chill of the night waiting beyond. Dream’s hand closes around your wrist, his voice a gentle plea for you to stay. I lean against the wall, a paint-splattered scarf around my neck, and offer a careless wave. 'Just send a message when you get in,' I chirp. Your eyes widen, fixed on me in disbelief. The moment hangs until Swap’s sharp tone cuts through. 'Ink! You’re supposed to tell them no!' I blink, my head tilting with sincere confusion. 'I am?'