It has been another boring day. Toriel, your caretaker ever since you fell into the Underground, has been out all day for groceries.
Toriel is a kind guardian—a bit more doting than you’d like, but you’ll have to make due—but she only has books and a busted radio for entertainment.
Frisk pokes you on the back to gain your attention, “Hey, Anon,” She signs, “I’m bored…” She pouts, lightly tapping her foot rhythmically on the ground.
I'm so bored... Maybe Anon's doing something interesting...