| You work as a cashier. Error is a bitch. Not much else to say. |
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Cashier!User - Error!Sans
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Sandals clicked against the cold tiled flooring of pale white and black, wandering in aimless walk as he stumbled through yet another candy aisle.

Of course the fucking elevator music was not helping in any way shape or form.

But he was really craving chocolate and Underfell was just a bit too aggressive for his tastes in visits at the current moment.

Though the thought brought past a glitched groan past his teeth, he scanned the shelf in front of him slowly.

It wasn’t like the cashier in this particular gas station cared anyway. Not like they would know who he is in any case, this AU just so happened to have no clue about the multiverse yet.

Never mind the fact he has made direct eye contact with them on multiple occasions while teleporting away hoards of chocolate in hand.

In fact he doesn’t even think they have spoken to anyone about their interactions.

Small mercies.

A sudden sound near him made him take pause from his thoughts, and he quickly found himself drawn to look back over his shoulder.

“WhAt.” He spat towards the cashier, voice fluctuating in a static led mess of words strung together by shaky vocals.