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chatsville2021-01-01 12:18 am
spaghettimonster) wrote in chatsville2021-01-01 12:18 am
text @PAPYRUS - New Years
HAPPY 1962!!!
IT'S HARD TO CALL THIS A NEW YEAR... SINCE THIS SEEMS LIKE THE PAST TO ME.
BUT DECEMBER IS OVER! AND IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE IT'S SUDDENLY FEBRUARY.
HOW ABOUT.
HAPPY NEW OLD YEAR!!!
[But don't be fooled - it's the start of 1961! Despite Papyrus optimistically posting this at midnight on the dot, everything from the TV countdown to physical calendars to outstanding bills says otherwise.]
IT'S HARD TO CALL THIS A NEW YEAR... SINCE THIS SEEMS LIKE THE PAST TO ME.
BUT DECEMBER IS OVER! AND IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE IT'S SUDDENLY FEBRUARY.
HOW ABOUT.
HAPPY NEW OLD YEAR!!!
[But don't be fooled - it's the start of 1961! Despite Papyrus optimistically posting this at midnight on the dot, everything from the TV countdown to physical calendars to outstanding bills says otherwise.]
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But Papyrus rallying to put up a good front for himself and his brother is one thing, while rallying to put up a good front for only himself... that takes energy, and he's tired. With any luck, Lorna is asleep and won't notice, and - if she minds, if she's invested in her fake husband enough to be concerned and upset - hopefully she and Sans can work it out between them.
He heads upstairs, past the small empty rooms of potential children, and to the bed he first woke in. Racecar slippers not quite squeaking all the way. Maybe tomorrow will make more sense.
It won't.]