[He's not dressed to the nines, per se, but he's definitely styled his hair and put on some makeup and made sure he's as handsome as can be. Perhaps he's a bit more hopeful than he should be, but no matter how the night goes, he's making sure he's sexy as hell.. The sheerness and thinness of the shirt clings to his chest and shows off his form as he moves. He looks in the mirror, adjusts his clothes to make sure they are juuuuust right, and then walks out of his room... and right across the hall. Convenient! Exhilirating! Maybe a bit nervewracking!
He knows that Sans l-...loves him. He knows he feels the same for him. His soul flutters in its container at the thought as he knocks on the door, grinning rather foolishly. He brought a bottle wine, nothing terribly strong, but that nostalgic monster alcohol that they both like. He hears Sans moving around inside and attempts to steady himself.
DATE NIGHT!!!!!!!
Date: 2018-11-18 04:59 am (UTC)He knows that Sans l-...loves him. He knows he feels the same for him. His soul flutters in its container at the thought as he knocks on the door, grinning rather foolishly. He brought a bottle wine, nothing terribly strong, but that nostalgic monster alcohol that they both like. He hears Sans moving around inside and attempts to steady himself.
Ok. Show time.]
Sans! Darling! Are you ready for our date?