Chara can feel their cheeks burning. They'd press themselves further against the wall if only it were possible. Frisk won't stop staring at them, as if they've stumbled upon the scene of a car wreck.
Idiot, they think. You are a disaster. You've spent all this time as an oblivious little kid, and now Frisk knows how pathetic you really are. They even know things that they never even told Asriel.
It takes a while before Frisk talks and when they do, sliding off the bed and fully onto the floor, Chara quickly edges away.
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Date: 2017-03-20 12:24 pm (UTC)Idiot, they think. You are a disaster. You've spent all this time as an oblivious little kid, and now Frisk knows how pathetic you really are. They even know things that they never even told Asriel.
It takes a while before Frisk talks and when they do, sliding off the bed and fully onto the floor, Chara quickly edges away.
"Don't. Touch. Me."