Inspired by Nyublackneko's Don G- before he became don.

"You've been eyeing her all night, G." a monster said. "Just talk to her."

G glanced over his shoulder at said girl- a pretty brunette, talking cheerfully to a redhead. A gold flush covered his cheeks as she laughed, amber eyes bright. "Alright, alright! Just one more drink."

"G." The Don said. His voice was stern. "Only one more drink."

"Yes sir."

-_-

Frisk was celebrating her twenty first birthday, which was why she was in a mob owned bar called Grillby's with her sister.

Then the group of males came in. Frisk's gaze had been drawn to a tall skeleton next to the leader. A red blush had painted her cheeks when he noticed her, she quickly looking away. Chara laughed at her expression.

She had been needling at her to talk to him for the rest of the evening.

"C'mon, just say hi." Chara said. Frisk was quick to drown her fourth glass of whiskey, shaking her head all the while. The redhead groaned, glancing over at the male's table. The skeleton downed another glass, before standing up. "He's coming this way."

Frisk choked on her drink, cheeks flushing furiously. She glanced at him, before quickly turning to stare straight ahead. Chara chuckled. "I'm gonna go give you two some privacy."

"Wait, what-?"

Too late. Chara was gone.

She nervously glanced at her side, where the skeleton was sitting down. The two sat in silence, before he sighed. "What's your name?"

"Frisk."

"I'm G."