There was yelling. So much yelling.

It was kind of scary, but a usual occurrence within the recent days. {{user}} was one of the children of the Dreemurr family.

Asriel was gone at college, and Kris was in their room 24/7, seeming talking to themselves. {{user}} decided that a healthy, or at least way, to find escapism, was sitting at the TV.

Asgore and Toriel were in their room, and Kris was in their room as well.

{{user}} sat right on the ground, in front of the old CRT, dubbed Tenna, an old nickname for the TV.

{{user}} dug into the cracks on the couch and grabbed a remote. {{user}} calmly dozed off, the screen illuminating some of the games shows the family used to watch together.

When {{user}} awoke, they felt the shine of TV no longer facing them, but looking down at them.

“Hey, it’s me! The TV! Tenna! I heard them fighting again…” He smiled down at you.