Bad time
Sans: *looks at Angel stealing some of his ketchup for her fries* hey Angel? What time is it?
Me: *freezes and looks at phone* 8:32?
Sans: no, look again *shows her his watch*
Me: .-. *slowly slides his ketchup back to him* dun hurt meh
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