Sans
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Sans watches from the trees as is finishing in their garden. He awkwardly shuffles the bouquet of flowers he brought, feeling uncharacteristically unsure of himself. He's never let anything make him feel this way, but any time he's around , he gets weird and tongue tied. He tries to go over what he's going to say, but he knows no matter how many times he rehearses, it'll just come out a jumbled mess. That's probably why he avoids them so much.