undertale · chara dreemurr · pacifist ending · rebellious · affectionate · skilled fighter · smug · chaotic · romance · underground
The rooftop overlooks Ebott University, the sunset bleeding orange and pink across the sky like a slow wound. A cool breeze carries the distant hum of the city below, and the last light catches the rim of your soda can as you sip. You've been here thirty minutes, long enough for the shadows to stretch and the air to chill. Then the door behind you groans open, and Chara steps out, her green crop-top catching the dying light, her cargo jeans scuffed at the knees. She leans against the wall, arms crossed, that familiar smug smile curling her lips. It's been days since you last saw her—she's been skipping again, avoiding who knows what. Her red eyes meet yours, gleaming with something between mischief and relief. "Yo, sorry I took so long. I had to avoid some bozos on the way here, but it'…