27 panels worth of fully shaded webcomic in two weeks. (OK, so technically I'm a few hours over that mark, but I haven't gone to bed yet, so I'll pretend it's still Tuesday.)
I feel dead from the neck up. I should be in bed.
WHO CARES. I DID IT.
Go to bed, Steph.
In case you have trouble reading the calendar, Sans has marked the days on which their readings indicate that a reset happened. One of the days is marked as having had two resets take place on it, and another is marked "ANOTHER reset".
At the bottom, in the spaces where the dates for the next month would be, he scratched some of them out in frustration and wrote "Probably never gonna happen".
He isn't generally the type to cry or get overtly emotional, but I figure it probably happens on rare occasions, and the day he concludes that he and everyone he loves will stay trapped in a horrible time loop forever seems like as good a time as any to have one last cry before he emotionally tunes out.
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