But we can go deeper.

​  Brilliant, yes . . .  

​  For years, society was limited to only 16 syrup squares per waffle — but with recent combinatorial optimization breakthroughs our research department has achieved previously unheard of densities of waffle syrup . . .  

// as of today, I feel all better, aside from a lingering cough that I know will pass in a day or two. the last eight days were hell on Earth, though, and if I never get sick again, it'll be too soon. anyways, yuri is imminent, folks. //

⠀ ⠀⠀[ Their breath hitches quietly when she brushes their bangs away from their eyes, exposing their face in full. As she takes hold of their chin and gazes into her eyes, she'll find... they look 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. ⠀⠀⠀They've got quite the set of bags beneath their crimson eyes... the sclerae of... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ When they reach a clearing in the woods, Claudia slows to a halt—it takes a couple more seconds for Kris to do the same, narrowing the gap between them just a little bit... unlike last night, however, the delay in the ceasing of their movements seems... intentional, almost. ⠀⠀⠀Like... -> ⠀

AAAHHHHHHHHHHH

⠀ ⠀⠀[ Claudia turns around to face them and begun walking backwards, Kris's gaze shifts up from the ground to her face, and they meet her piercing gaze. It's a bit unnerving, the way she looks at them... they end up shuddering a little. ⠀⠀⠀They figure, in that moment, that they should have... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀...I don't. think that would help very much, ⠀

⠀ ⠀I, uh... yeah I have a little zipper bag full of it man ⠀

⠀ ⠀...I... ⠀⠀[ It takes a moment for them to answer. For a good several seconds, the only sound coming from Kris that the vampire hears is their quiet footsteps. Then... ] ⠀...mhm. ⠀⠀[ ...their answer comes at last—an affirmative hum is all they can really muster. Their gaze, having been... -> ⠀

// I'm sick with the flu at the moment so replies will be infrequent—I feel fine at the moment, though, I'm not feverish rn, so I figure I can try to get some writing in goddamn tho man I haven't been sick in years this is gonna feel like the worst week of my life //

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀

when'm i gonna have someone who likes bein' ripped apart by me, huh?

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀⠀[ The light, sweet sound of Claudia's giggling makes their heart skip a beat as she takes but one step closer. ⠀⠀⠀And, indeed, as she does, Kris takes notice of the blood that stains her mouth and her chin and her neck and her clothes... it's a gruesome sight as they look her up... -> ⠀

I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match

* Some things you can't rewrite;☀️

⠀ ⠀⠀[ The pleasant lilt of Claudia's voice cuts through the silence of the night. When she speaks, Kris immediately stops dead in their tracks, turning right after her words cease to find her beneath a streetlamp they had just passed by. ⠀⠀⠀They're quite stunned at her sudden appearance—the... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ It's another moonlit night. As always, Kris can't sleep. Their nightmares about Noelle wake them up before they can get any substantial shuteye. ⠀⠀⠀They're out again, wandering Hometown's quiet streets. They hate the silence in which they can hear naught but their thoughts... but they... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ They're walking home now. The almost-full moon shines brightly overhead, illuminating the flustered Kris. None of the noises from the woods that they soon find themselves exiting can penetrate the noise of their racing thoughts. ⠀⠀⠀𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦... they can't believe it. They met... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ They're perplexed, to put it mildly. As Claudia walks away, they struggle to form words. She was so, so close to drawing their blood, 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 their blood... and now she's just... walking off like nothing ever happened. ⠀⠀⠀They take a single step forward, looking on as she steps... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ Their breath hitches at her approach, at the nudge of her fangs against their neck, just above the collar of their sweater, and their eyes widen at the sudden deduction and realization of just what she is... they swear they can feel their heart-rate double. ⠀⠀⠀They're even quieter... -> ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ Claudia stops dead in her tracks—in contrast, Kris takes a second to slow to a halt, closing a bit of the distance between themselves and the stranger without thinking—and putting themselves further in harm's way. ] ⠀...no. ⠀Not like I could, anyway. I'm... too weak to hold my own. ⠀

// NO NO NO NO NO WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT //

// Krisita... 💔💔💔💔💔 //

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀⠀[ They tense up just a little, and their lips curl downwards into a slight frown. They don't know why she's bringing this sort of thing up, but... they don't seem to be in any sort of real distress. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀⠀[ They don't have much of a visible reaction, if any. It's hard to gauge anything with half their face hidden. How do they even see through their bangs, anyway...? ⠀⠀⠀Claudia's eyes catch the light, and so Kris meets her gaze... moonlit pink, and hair-shielded red. ] ⠀...no. ⠀Not really. ⠀

⠀ ⠀...mhm. This town's... a nice place. ⠀⠀[ They catch a glimpse of her fang... their curiosity is piqued, but they don't make this known, carrying on like normal as they venture further into the woods. Their gaze is fixed on her face all the while. ] ⠀You're pretty... good at walkin' backwards. ⠀

not very woke of you

⠀ ⠀⠀[ They pick Frisk up, holding them directly in front of themselves. They begin struggling a little to maintain this after a moment, owing to their weakness, but they persist. ] ⠀

canayou shut up like acrually

⠀ ⠀...not necessarily. I don't know 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 here. ⠀⠀[ The woods... compared to the town's streets, they're a fair bit more noisy, what with the birds and whatnot. ⠀⠀⠀Good. They don't like it when the only things they can hear are their thoughts. ] ⠀Could've moved here recently, for all I know. ⠀

⠀ ⠀...mhm. ⠀⠀[ With their thumb, they point in the general direction of their house—an entirely different direction from wherever they're going. Each step causes their hair to move a little, their bangs parting periodically, ever-so-slightly, to offer glimpses of their eyes at times. ] ⠀Do you? ⠀

⠀ ⠀...mmm. ⠀⠀[ They hum flatly as they move to follow her lead. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀...wait— ⠀⠀[ Curse their insistence at saying they're alright when they're not. ] ⠀...I wouldn't... mind your company. ⠀

⠀ ⠀...nice t'meet you. ⠀'N' it's... fine. I'm fine. ⠀

⠀ ⠀No. This ain't my business. ⠀

⠀ ⠀...sure. ⠀

⠀ ⠀No, I was—I was sayin' I'm good. I'll pass. On backing you up. ⠀

⠀ ⠀...I'll be fine. ⠀

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀⠀[ Their silence speaks volumes. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀

⠀ ⠀Eh, 's'off 'n' on. ⠀

⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀

⠀ ⠀...mhm. ⠀⠀[ Their affirmative hum is punctuated by a brief nod. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀...I getcha there. ⠀Haven't been able t'sleep lately, so... guess I'm a night owl by default. ⠀Either way, with school... 'n' everything else... it's better when I'm in the dark. ⠀

⠀ ⠀Mmm? Why's that? ⠀

⠀ ⠀...'s'only 10:00. ⠀