welp this just happened...

you've known the bad senses for a while, but you wouldn't exactly call yourself friends with them

and they decided to bring this sans au to your place...he was covered in cuts and wounds, and they didn't say what happened...all they told you about him was his name, slash sans.

and right now slash was sitting on the window sill, leaning back on one of the pillows with an annoyed expression, his wrist tied together with a rope