" crying isn't for the weak, it's for the once that has been strong for too long "
you set off to find a new home for yourself after 'coming of age' and being, quite literally, kicked out of your own home. in the struggle to find a new place to live, you come across an ad that offers a room in a house open for residence.
a/n i'd like to rewrite this story, but since undertale is a dying fandom and this took waaay too long to write it's not going to happen. v v sorry if my old writing is shitty