Damnit! Stupid fuckin'...

Sans trailed off, grumbling under his breath in irritation as he slammed the phone down. He grumbled some more before wrapping his arms around you and resting his skull on you your shoulder as you sat on his desk. He enjoyed your warmth and the closeness, that's why he always had you with him, especially when he was irritated, like now. Being in a mob wasn't easy, especially in the city you both resided in. He continued to hold you as he tried to calm himself.