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Day 4: “Hey, look at this”
#sansterweek 四日目
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March 3rd
There is a sign other than myself in the room. It was around the time when such a life was approaching the fourth day. Sans, who was napping on the sofa in the living room, heard his happy voice.
No footsteps were made, but the voice was bouncy. This was the same reaction when I found something interesting or got good results.
"Hmm ...? What's wrong, G?"
Slowly get up and look at the stairs leading upstairs. Then I could find him just in the middle of the stairs.
I have something whitish in my hand.
"Hey, Sans! Look at this! This"
He slipped down the stairs, and when he came to the front of Sands, he spread out the whitish cloth he had.
It was an old lab coat that Sans hid in the closet.
"This is the white coat you wore when you were a kid, isn't it? Nostalgic ..."
He looked at the white coat that he had spread out, and had very glittering eyes.
The white coat I have is quite old, and stains such as dust and coffee are noticeable here and there. The hem is frayed and quite tattered. And best of all, it's too long for Sans to wear. Obviously it's long enough for an adult to wear.
Still, as he said, the lab coat was what Sans wore when he was little. As proof of that ... he painted his name embroidered on the back of his lab coat, with a black marker and a poorly written "Sans".
Sans suddenly came up with something when he saw him with such a face, as if he remembered the memories of the past.
"Ah ... G?"
"Yup?"
"Lend it?"
With that said, Sans reached for his lab coat. Receive a lab coat from his hand and stand in front of the sofa. Feeling his mysterious gaze, I slowly put my sleeves through my old lab coat.
Laughing at him with a surprised face.
"How is it? Nostalgic."
When I grinned and turned around in front of him, the hem of the white coat fluttered in the air as it moved.
There is a nostalgic voice that seems to have returned to the old days. The voice seemed really happy, and Sans also felt the area around his chest gradually warming up.
"Ginger. I'll be dressed like this all day today."
"What? Is it good?"
"Oh"
What would you do to brew coffee? Speaking of which, he immediately said with a bitter smile, "Don't you feel bitter like that time?"
There is a sign other than myself in the room. It was around the time when such a life was approaching the fourth day. Sans, who was napping on the sofa in the living room, heard his happy voice.
No footsteps were made, but the voice was bouncy. This was the same reaction when I found something interesting or got good results.
"Hmm ...? What's wrong, G?"
Slowly get up and look at the stairs leading upstairs. Then I could find him just in the middle of the stairs.
I have something whitish in my hand.
"Hey, Sans! Look at this! This"
He slipped down the stairs, and when he came to the front of Sands, he spread out the whitish cloth he had.
It was an old lab coat that Sans hid in the closet.
"This is the white coat you wore when you were a kid, isn't it? Nostalgic ..."
He looked at the white coat that he had spread out, and had very glittering eyes.
The white coat I have is quite old, and stains such as dust and coffee are noticeable here and there. The hem is frayed and quite tattered. And best of all, it's too long for Sans to wear. Obviously it's long enough for an adult to wear.
Still, as he said, the lab coat was what Sans wore when he was little. As proof of that ... he painted his name embroidered on the back of his lab coat, with a black marker and a poorly written "Sans".
Sans suddenly came up with something when he saw him with such a face, as if he remembered the memories of the past.
"Ah ... G?"
"Yup?"
"Lend it?"
With that said, Sans reached for his lab coat. Receive a lab coat from his hand and stand in front of the sofa. Feeling his mysterious gaze, I slowly put my sleeves through my old lab coat.
Laughing at him with a surprised face.
"How is it? Nostalgic."
When I grinned and turned around in front of him, the hem of the white coat fluttered in the air as it moved.
There is a nostalgic voice that seems to have returned to the old days. The voice seemed really happy, and Sans also felt the area around his chest gradually warming up.
"Ginger. I'll be dressed like this all day today."
"What? Is it good?"
"Oh"
What would you do to brew coffee? Speaking of which, he immediately said with a bitter smile, "Don't you feel bitter like that time?"
