[ Flowey's tendrils are underneath the ground, so of course, when one clips up on the other side of the closed door, it taps something in a vicious pace. A password, perhaps? But it's too difficult for morse code.
Flowey gives a single tap back. The door magically swings open as Flowey's vine turns the lock and knob and disappears again beneath the floor. ]
Welcome. Be at ease.
[ He's so totally enjoying this. ]
If you're going to take a bed... take that one. [ He gestures to Reira's. He thinks Foster's bed is probably full of dry blood. Also, there is no one else in here? ]
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Flowey gives a single tap back. The door magically swings open as Flowey's vine turns the lock and knob and disappears again beneath the floor. ]
Welcome. Be at ease.
[ He's so totally enjoying this. ]
If you're going to take a bed... take that one. [ He gestures to Reira's. He thinks Foster's bed is probably full of dry blood. Also, there is no one else in here? ]