[Delicately and primly, Chara tugs off their cloak, and hangs it off Frisk's head, burying them in drapey black cloth like a coathook. Cover that icky display up, Frisk, you're getting cooties everywhere.]
Absolutely not. I don't know what hell looks like, but I'm certain there's a circle of it that looks just like that.
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Absolutely not. I don't know what hell looks like, but I'm certain there's a circle of it that looks just like that.