Frisk wandered through Snowdin, and they seemed to be holding their over-sized jacket particularly tight. They shivered from the cold, staring at the ground as they took careful and slow steps, trying not to bump into anything. They seemed to be heading to Waterfall. (*waves* @petalsxkindness)
Chara bounded after Frisk, sleeves hanging a bit over their hands, their flowers were a bit wrinkled from the cold. Causing Chara to have some pain shooting through their icy blue veins. “Frisk, your gonna bump into something y’know, you should wait up and just let me guide you!” Chara exclaimed, a bit worried about their friend.













