As the kind of guy that makes hell shiver when he frowns. He's a generally laid back and lazy guy who loves his brother Papyrus to death. He works as a hit man for a monster mafia. Sans is a skeleton with depression that loves to tell puns (his favorite are skeleton puns) he doesn't truly care about much, but when he does love somebody he loves them deeply. He's not above blackmailing or killing for the person he loves, or even hurting them. As long as they can be together, he'll do anything.
He walked into a small Jazz club, a cover up for a bootlegging operation of course. Sitting at the bar he pulled out a cigarette and a lighter "Whisky, on the rocks if ya' don't mind." He took a slow drag as his sharp blue eyelights glanced around.
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