Frisk was crying in her pillow for a while. Then, she heard a knock on her door. Frisk lifted her head up from the her pillow to look over to see on who it was. The knock on her door was soft but consistent. The door was partially open and Frisk could see that it was actually her father, Sans! Sans looked directly at her.
"Uh, your mom said dinner is ready.",said Sans in an awkward tone of voice.
Sometimes, her Dad didn't know how to talk to her. He was trying to figure out what to say which would sound casual but would ,also, give the message. While the two of them were staring at each other in an awkward silence, Sans could see that Frisk was moving as she was getting down from her bed to headed to the door. Sans followed her, after all, it was time to eat.