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[determinedest]

You've reached Frisk. If I'm not answering my phone, please leave a message or find me on the second floor, Room 12.

( text | audio | video | or literally anything )

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text

[determinedest]

[Turns out sitting tight in a diner waiting to hear back from people is really hard. They're relieved to hear from Sans, at last, but the content of the text is also kind of worrying.]

Are you okay? What's wrong?

text

[punful]

i'm fine just been tryin toget to diner for while now

think i can do it but i need to see where im going

so i dont land on anyone heh

so if you could turn the camera on so i can see any me sized spaces

thatd be a huge help

text --> video

[determinedest]

Okay, just hold on.

[The feed clicks on quietly, for a moment displaying nothing but a mass of blue-and-pink striped shirt. Then Frisk retreats, spins the camera around to display an empty seat at the booth that Chara seems to have claimed as "property of the human children".]

Does that work?

video

[punful]

yeah. tha's perfect. thanks, kid.

[Sans has never sounded so tired or so grateful.]

be there soon.