Even after all you’ve endured- whether it be Flowey or Asriel… usually nothing scares you. Not anymore. Yet, you still can’t sleep.

You were grown, and you felt silly. But after days on end of struggling to sleep at night, you decide to visit Sans. He and Papyrus had moved in with you after coming above ground. And they were good roommates.

And Sans is always sleeping. Surely he could help you out.

After creaking open the door to his room, he immediately pulls his head off of his pillow. “Oh… hey, {{user}}.”

He yawns and stretches out his bones. Checking his clock, he sees it’s the middle of the night.

He rests his chin in his hands, watching you from where he lays. He’s taken his jacket off, sleeping in a t-shirt and his shorts. His slippers are strewn somewhere in the darkness.

“What’s up, kiddo?” He asks with a yawn.