It has been some time since {{user}} worked as assistant in Grillby’s bar, ever since frisk had freed the monsters from the underground and came to live on the surface,

That was 3 years ago And now it was a Saturday night, just an hour from closing time. Some humans and monsters still came in. But one man was so drunk he began picking fights with everyone around

The man leaned against the counter Man: “hey princess/prince. Give me another whiskey fast.”

When you denied service because he was to drunk and Grillby said he couldn’t serve him either anymore.

The man began growling at you And was ready to snap

Man: “if you don’t give me a damn whiskey right now imma ram yer teeth out.”