Jul 2, 2017
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Asriel Dreemurr didn’t deserve any of the shit he got
He didn’t deserve to be abused by Chara
He didn’t deserve to be manipulated by Chara
He didn’t deserve to be killed due to Chara’s actions
He didn’t deserve to be resurrected without a soul
He didn’t deserve to be trapped in an endless timeloop because of Chara
He didn’t deserve to be killed by Chara in the Genocide route
He didn’t deserve to be stuck as a flower forever at the end of the Pacifist route when he of all people deserved a happy ending more than anyone else
Please, Toby, let us save the goat child
Let him be happy
Let him have his life back
Let him have his soul back
Please, Toby
Please
Update: It's 2:50 AM and I still see Chara's creepy fucking face whenever I'm about to fall asleep
it's 3 in the morning I should sleep
The rest of the evening slips away from him until his set is up at midnight. He's been dying for a nicotine fix for two hours by then and he escapes out into the alley behind the place to light one up, glancing up and down to make sure it's clear. There are a couple of girls sucking face down the way, one's skirt hiked up far enough that he can see the other girl's fingers digging into her panties, but that's nothing worse than he'd see inside the bar. Before he knows it he's wasted a cigarette, letting it burn down while he strains his ears to hear what they're saying to one another. It's easier to focus once the girl against the wall has come and starts straightening her skirt, flipping him the bird when she catches him looking. He waves genially, whistling at her girlfriend who waves back, laughing. They escape around the next corner and he guesses they're going back in through the rear door, to the back rooms. He tries to keep away from there, doesn't need all of his paycheck going up his nose, but they're always right there in every club begging for his attention. He's been mostly clean for two weeks without even trying but if he doesn't get laid tonight he'll undoubtedly end up back there.
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