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Kris lowered the receiver and watched the red light on the base blink out. They turned back to the room.
Susie was no longer at the table.
From the corner of their eye, they caught movement near the stairs. She was halfway up already, hoodie sleeves bunched around her elbows, tail swaying slightly beneath the hem. She moved like she wasn’t sure whether she wanted to be seen or not—one foot creaking on the third step, then stopping, like she was waiting for someone to call her back.
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After her mother passes away, Susie is placed in foster care—and Toriel, with one child away at college and another growing quiet in the space he left behind, takes her in. Kris doesn’t know her well. Not beyond the kid who used to sit behind them and chew her pencil into splinters. But now they’ll share a room, a house, and all the quiet leftover spaces that come with grief and growing up.
And then, just as things begin to settle into a shape that might almost resemble home, someone else goes missing. This time, from Noelle’s house. Susie isn’t one to mind her business.
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15 Jul 2026
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The real world can be a cruel place.
There is no Dark World. No Lightners. No Darkners. No prophecy to set forth a chain of events to whisk away tears and make everything right. No chain of coincidence to magically and miraculously mend broken bonds and build friendships anew.
In the Real World, there is only Kris—lifelong loser and social outcast. Amidst a broken home, an unrequited childhood crush, and the myriad other struggles of adolescence, they want nothing more than to live a regular life—to be normal—to blend in.
Or: Kris weathers the decadence and melodrama of modern suburbia.
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15 Jul 2026
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06 Jul 2026
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Kris finds a strange thing near the mysterious bunker. Just like Mrs. Holiday’s pillows, it is red and heart-shaped. It also beats and glows as it wriggles in their hands.
It’s creepy.
..Kris gives it a name and keeps it as a pet.
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29 Jun 2026
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