Well, I never thought I'd die this way.
The person I assume was named G still had a grip on the back of my head but  let go as I heard the newcomer shut the door he'd entered through.

"She was standing outside the drop." He responded blankly. He didn't seem to react to his friend's previous comment and I didn't really want to reminisce on it either. So I stayed silent as his friend closed the door behind him.

"How long was she there?"

"I don't know, I just started asking when you interrupted."

"Oh, so it was a good cop bad cop scene, gotcha."

"..."

"I know it's not funny, cause you would be a terrible cop." His friend said in reaction to his silence.

"Can I add something?" I asked quietly while rubbing the back of my head. My scalp was stinging from G's hold on my hair and I paused seeing that they went silent.

"I really didn't see anything, I can't see anything." I told them simply. They didn't like to beat around the bush so I didn't see a point in hiding it, especially if it got me out of here.

There was another moment of silence between the two before G's friend spoke.

"Well s***, you done messed up." He snorted making G growl.

"Well how was I supposed to know?! She didn't have any glasses or a cane or anything!"

"That's actually very stereotypical." I spoke up.

"Shut up." He snapped at me making me go quiet. Well, now that they knew I couldn't rat them out, hopefully they would let me go and I could go home.

Still, I didn't even know how I'd gotten here, I probably passed out, but then why did he shove me as if I was still awake? Had I just woken up? I didn't feel drowsy.

Steps approached me before something went back and forth in front of my face.

"So it's like, 0/0?" I recognized the voice of the friend and merely nodded in answer.

"Hm.." They stayed close were I could sense them as they looked at me. Finally I became uncomfortable with his stare and frowned.

"What is it?"

"Where did you get that necklace?" He asked tapping a small chain around my neck. It had a small pie emblem, and was a cute trinket but I was surprised he asked about it.

The origin of the chain made me gulp silently. It had been a gift from a friend.

We weren't too close but she acted like a second mother. Not that I minded, she was sweet enough to be anyone's mother, and I would NOT drag her into this.

"N-Nowhere.."

I only heard G walk over before instantly flinching away from his voice.

"You're lying."

I bit the bottom of my lip and turned my head down. I wasn't going to get her involved.

"I'm not going to hunt her down or anything, I'm just curious if it's the person I'm thinking of." The friend tried to reassure me, but I was still unsure.

"Her name is Toriel." I mumbled, refusing to say anything else about her.

"Well, glad I interrupted when I did then." They said before standing up. That gave me pause.

"Wait what?" I asked looking in the direction of the friend.

"Yeah She would have whipped you hard if she found out you hurt one of her figurative children." He was speaking to G I suspected from the way he patted his friend on the shoulder. G jerked away from him, stomping around the couch to stand in front of me.

"How the h*** do you know Toriel?" He asked me obviously sounding upset.

I leaned back into the couch, wincing when he raised his voice at me. I always hated being yelled at, almost as much as being man handled.

"G." They didn't say anything else, but G was silent for a minute. I decided not to say anything more on the topic.

"Can I go now?"

"Do you know where you're going?" The friend asked and I nodded. I was lying. of course I was, but I didn't want them to know that.

"Bulls***. Tell me where you live, I'll take you there." Red flags immediately sprang up in my mind.  There was no way I was telling him where I lived!

"Around Central Park." I muttered with a frown, showing that I didn't like the idea of him knowing where I lived. But I didn't want to debate about it, I could find my way home from Central Park and the sooner I was out of here the better.

He hummed before grabbing my hand and pulling me to my feet.

"I'll see ya later As." G said to his friend before I felt him pick me up, or had he? His hand didn't move from mine, yet I felt weightless, is this what I'd felt before hand?

Suddenly my feet hit the ground unexpectedly and I stumbled.

G pulled me back so I stumbled into him, setting my free hand on his shoulder for support. He was obviously thin since I felt like I could feel his bone through his jacket. His hand was rough as well, yet smooth.

"Careful."

I shook my head clearing myself from my stupor before I pulled away.

"Yeah uh, bye." I told him before turning around and jogging away from him.

I got the position of the sun on my back and turned lightly to my left towards my house.

Which was on the other side of town. It took a while, but I was able to get home. To make sure he wasn't following me, I took a few extra turns. It took me until after dark before I reached the familiar front door of my home and I stepped through with a sigh. Finally home.

"Thought you said you lived near Central Park."