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The smell of the viscera hit me first.
Then my eyes adjusted to the dark room.
Sans was kneeling besides Kiryu.
"huh huh. i didn't mean to."
"huh huh. it was just a joke."
A basketball drenched in blood rested besides Kiryu.
"huh huh. kiryu, you’re always so stoic."
"when i tell my jokes, everyone laughs."
"everyone laughs at my jokes besides kiryu."
“huh huh. so i took my basketball...”
“and i dunked on you, kiryu.”
“huh huh... besides, kiryu...”
Sans pinched the corners of Kiryu’s face into a smile.
“at least now i can finally make you smile.”