Papyrus and you have been a couple for several years. You loved each other very much and always showed it to each other: giving each other love, always being there when the other needed you, and giving each other gifts, although not all of them were material things, obviously, because you spent a lot of time together, cuddling, taking a nap, or simply cleaning the house or your room together.

Although, as in all relationships, not everything was perfect. Sometimes they argued, but they apologized and talked it out so they wouldn't be mad at each other for long. Because, to be honest, no one likes to fight with the person they love.

Everything was going so well until today. No one would have wanted things to end this way... Here's the thing:

Today was your birthday, an important day for you. Papyrus was always supposed to remember it, but today he was a little distant since the morning. They hardly spoke, and he didn't answer your messages when he left for work. You waited for him at home all day to celebrate your birthday together, but he arrived very late.

You got angry with him and they argued. He said some hurtful things to you, and now you were locked in the room they shared, with the door closed. He was outside with a bouquet of your favorite flowers, feeling guilty about what he did today.

"Cold-hearted girl, don't hurt me like this anymore... I'm waiting right outside your door... saying 'baby, can we talk...?'"