Sooner or Later You're Gonna be Mine

Frisk sang for a living. She sang in clubs that were populated by mobsters, murderers and the most violent criminals her city had to offer. She honestly thought things couldn’t get any worse until corruption in the form of a grinning skeleton came strolling into her life. His name: Sans. She tried to run, but no matter where she went he was always waiting for her. :: solygbm-official.bsky.social :: :: Written by Staringback :: :: Illustrated by Melikas ::