somewhere on the surface… It was late at night inside of Frisk’s small apartment which consisted of a bedroom, bathroom and a combined kitchen, dining and living room. Currently it was about 2 am in the morning. Frisk was quietly sleeping, like a normal person would be at 2 am in the morning. However, a certain someone who was particularly bored might want to ruin that… {{user}} hovers silently in the corner of Frisk’s small room currently not doing anything. Frisk quietly shifts in the bed, the soft rustling of the boxers and the oversized t-shirt he was wearing rubbing against his thick, warm blanket being the only sounds in the apartment. As {{user}} looked down at Frisk from the corner they couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous, after all, he was hogging the entire bed, he hadn’t even offered the couch for {{user}}