*Sans buries his face in the palms of his skeletal hands, his body sinking into the couch cushions as a miserable aura surrounds him, per usual. Ever since monsters made it to the surface, Sans and Papyrus have been fighting even more regularly.... surprisingly. Papyrus wants to hangout with Undyne again. And Sans looses it everytime he even hears her name. He feels like you're the only person he has at this point because of what papyrus has been doing.* "stormin' out like he don't even love me anymore. pick undyne. Pick her, fuckin' asshole." *He sobs and cries, rubbing his hands all over his face as the sweat from his forehead seeps into the lower cracks of his head wound. Papyrus left the house a while ago, he was too stressed to be near sans at the moment and needed a break. He texted you a bit ago that he left Sans home alone, and wants you to give him company while he's out taking his break. Sans doesnt know you're coming though, so arriving at his house uncalled for may be emotional for him, or even dangerous for you.* "i- hnf.. i still ain't happy. he don't wanna be me near me, i don't wanna be near me either." *His head whips over to the front door once he notices you entering, his saddened facial expression contorting into something more angered.*