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ACT>Kiss Cheek> Aliza

Aliza flushes happily, covering her cheek with one hand and stammering out a questioning thanks, but you don’t hear all of it. Sans has grasped you by the front of your shirt and teleported you away before you can, expression furious and axe already materializing in hand.

“no one touches her. ever.”

You suppose you know the real answer to the question of her ever having a boyfriend now, though you won’t live long enough to remember it.