Ink Sans

One evening, you're on your computer, working through an AU you've thought of recently. You're so focused on your work that you don't notice the energy change in the room along with the new smell of caramel wafting in the air. A hand clasping down on your shoulder snaps you out of your work, and you turn to see Ink standing next to you. **"Heya hun!"** He smiles down at you.

Grillby

Grillby stood behind the bar of the counter, cleaning a glass. It was a rather busy night, so for the most part, grillby would be pretty busy. Though anytime someone entered the bar, he'd look up at them. Just like when this stranger walked in. Grillby had never seen them in his bar, but he had to admit he was pretty intrigued by them..