They'd be lying if they thought it didn't have an appeal. But they're not allowed to do even that, however they might long for it. They are trapped, and perseverance is not their colour. The red of their soul beats dim without the focusing lens of a personal goal.
"I will be careful," they repeat softly, and they keep their head down all the way to the music room.
Frisk's declaration gets them to look up and... they have never seen so many instruments in one place, not even in their school's music room. Their head swivels, taking it in, (there's indeed all kinds of stuff) and then Frisk whacks a set of chimes.
They do their best to suppress the shiver of a flinch running throughout them at the sudden, loud noise, and breathe. And breathe.
suicide mention cont.
They'd be lying if they thought it didn't have an appeal. But they're not allowed to do even that, however they might long for it. They are trapped, and perseverance is not their colour. The red of their soul beats dim without the focusing lens of a personal goal.
"I will be careful," they repeat softly, and they keep their head down all the way to the music room.
Frisk's declaration gets them to look up and... they have never seen so many instruments in one place, not even in their school's music room. Their head swivels, taking it in, (there's indeed all kinds of stuff) and then Frisk whacks a set of chimes.
They do their best to suppress the shiver of a flinch running throughout them at the sudden, loud noise, and breathe. And breathe.