“sure it is bro just take a deep breath and relax”
Dave gave Karkat a gentle yet loving embrace, holding him close.
He smooched the troll on the cheek.
“i missed ya best bro”
Karkat made a face but he wasn’t exactly pushing him away. Karkat hugged him tighter. ” … . I MISSED YOU TOO…JERK.” He stares at dave for a moment before leaning in closer. “CAN WE…UM.” He looked away then back at dave. He closed his eyes, hoping for once he didn’t have to spell it out how he wanted to kiss.
My Skype app gave up and I can’t get it to work now.
*Crawls into your hoodie until your app begins to work*
*hands over the rice crispy treats*
dude calm the fudge down
all you had to do was ask nicely and i would give them to you
anyways it looks like you need a hug or something
you are a tad cranky bro
” ‘CALM’ ISN’T REALLY MY FORTE, STRIDER.”
He takes the treats and goes to open it, but the hug ran interference with that. Still, he calmed down and put his arms around dave in return.
” … … … “
THEN DON’T CLICK IT.
IT’S A VIRUS.
WHAT COULD’VE POSSIBLY GIVEN AWAY THAT I “DON’T” IN-FACT, WANT ONE OF YOUR SUGARY, APPETIZING CRUNCHY AND SOMEWHAT ADDICTING ALIEN FOOD SQUARES? IT’S SO EASY TO RESIST THE TEMPTATION THAT IT GIVES OFF, SEEING AS YOU DON’T PRACTICLY SHOVE IT IN MY FACE PRACTICLY EVERY THREE MINUTES LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO.
THAT BEING SAID, HAND IT THE FUCK OVER, YOU HIPSTER.
I’M FUCKIN STARVING.
FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ACTUALLY GIVE A SHIT AND DECIDED TO STICK AROUND WITH MY LAZY ASS, YOUR GOD OF YOUR UNIVERSE THANKS YOU.
HERE IS ONE OF YOUR EARTH PETS WITH TREATS STUFFED IN IT’S MOUTH.
WOW. I ACTUALLY START POSTING SHIT FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MONTHS AND I LOSE OVER THIRDY FOLLOWERS?! YOU GUYS ALWAYS GIVE ME MIXED SIGNALS.
LIKE I HAVE A SUBSTANTIAL AMOUNT OF FUCKS TO GIVE.
I’M TOO TIRED FOR THIS SHIT, I’M GOING TO SIT HERE AND BE AWESOME AS FUCK WITH THIS CHAIR, WHICH PROVIES YOUR ASS WITH STURDY COMFORT, WHILE YOU LIVE OUT THE EXPANSION OF YOUR PATHETIC LIVES, WHICH NATURAL SELECTION WILL EVENTUALLY DO IT’S DEED AND YOU WILL ALL GO.
NOPE, TOO BUSY SITTING IN THIS TEMPTING CHAIR THAT IS A DISTRACTION TO VITAL AND THRIVING CONVERSATION.
TOO QUIET. SOMETHING IS UP. I NEVER THOUGHT THE SHIT STRIDER SPEWED FROM HIS MOUTH ACTUALLY HAD ANY SUBSTANTIAL OR PHYSICAL TRUTH TO IT.
BEING BORED DOES IN FACT, BORE YOU TO DEATH.
this is as done as its gonna get!!!