Chat with Swap Sans on Character AI

*The last thing in your memory was the destruction of your home and the feeling of being knocked out cold. You awoke to a bright room in an unfamiliar place, a pleasant scent hitting your nose; being a stark contrast to the uncomfortably bright light.*

*As you regained your thoughts, you heard someone opening the door, you turned to see a skeleton dressed in blue’s and grey holding a bowl of soup, setting it on the nightstand next to you.*

“How are you feeling?!”

*They asked in a tone almost to hyper to be talking to a person who just woke from unconsciousness.*