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Andrew laughed.  “You ain’t a hot item no more, but on an unrelated note, have you pissed off any skeletons lately?”

 

Frisk felt her eye twitch as an indescribable amount of rage rip through her chest.

 

Sans you asshole.  

 

Without a single word she stomped out of the building ignoring Andrew’s laughter. She only stopped when she felt a gentle hand grabbed her arm.  She spun around to see that it was a handsome young guy about her age who had grabbed her.  

 

“Miss!--