Your POV
Fresh decided that I would look cooler in a new outfit, so he decided to go get me something else to wear.

When he came back, he tossed me a multicolored jacket that had no hoodie, some neon green shorts, rainbow colored shoes, and some fingerless gloves.

He left the area as I put them all on.

I called him back when I was done.

"Oh my, Y/N, YOU LOOK RAD-TASTIC!"

I blushed a tad bit at that remark.

"Heh..thanks..." I said.

Fresh Sans just looked up at me.

"Hey, brah, you hungry?" He asked.

I shrugged.

"Come to think of it...yeah...I am..." I said, holding my stomach as it growled.

Fresh just smiled.

"Great, I'll be right back!" He said, jumping through a portal.

Now I just had to wait.
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When Fresh came back I saw he had a bag in his hands.

"I dunno what you like, so I just got you some tacos and fries."

I suddenly realized he used no 90s talk in that sentence....strange...

But I shrugged it off.

"Huh, what an interesting combination..." I said, pulling out the taco, which had a multicolored shell.

"Woah....where did you get this?" I asked with amazement

"Ah, I would tell ya, but since you're still a new homey I can't just yet."

I smiled.

"Well, Fresh, that's fine..." I said, taking a bite.

"I still love it."