yeah, i feel ya. well, 'least we're on the same team. metaphorically speaking.
[Definitely a sore spot. Sans himself wouldn't know of the 'not being picked for teams' bit, mostly because he was homeschooled to begin with, but...he gets the vibe.
He lands on his feet.]
ah well. my little brother would like it, but he ain't here...
[He mumbles, shaking his head. Papyrus would probably be chomping at the bit to join a quidditch team, glory-hound that he is. But...no one from home is here, so. The one person he's really spoken to by choice is this one human.]
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[Definitely a sore spot. Sans himself wouldn't know of the 'not being picked for teams' bit, mostly because he was homeschooled to begin with, but...he gets the vibe.
He lands on his feet.]
ah well. my little brother would like it, but he ain't here...
[He mumbles, shaking his head. Papyrus would probably be chomping at the bit to join a quidditch team, glory-hound that he is. But...no one from home is here, so. The one person he's really spoken to by choice is this one human.]