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Karkat sighed, "Okay... So let's see... First you attacked me in a hug, then taught me about miracles, then..... Somehow we got into a conversation about getting high off of Faygo.... Now I'm wondering about how it would be possible to fuck someone's brain........... Something's wrong with us."
"Very. But that just means we have more personality than most motherfuckers." Gamzee turned around so he could hang over the edge of the bed again.
"True." He nodded and then looked at him and tilted his head a little.
"Is that comfortable?" He asked.
"Yep. You should try sitting like this." Gamzee said, his hair dangling over his eyes.
"Hmmm..." Karkat shrugged and then scooted over next to him and hung his head off the bed; his hair falling in his eyes.
"Your hair looks good like that," Gamzee joked. "You should wear it all messy."
"I'm extremely OCD when it comes to stuff like that... I have to have it the way I want it or I spazz out like a fuckass..." He sighed. "I'm actually suprised this isn't bugging me right now.."
"You should do something different. It looks cute like that." Gamzee said. "Besides, if you're so OCD about it, how come you let me mess with it so much?"
Karkat blushed, "Uhh... I-I don't know... I don't think about it alot I guess..."
Gamzee smiled. "I love it when you blush."
Karkat turned to him and stared at him with wide eyes; his blush growing darker.
Gamzee looked at him sweetly, laughing a little. "You look like you've just seen a motherfuckin ghost."
"Well you kinda look like one with all that make-up on.." He smirked; his blushing dying away now..
"Yeah, a purple, stoned ghost." gamzee laughed softly.
"That's the best kind there is!" He laughed.
Gamzee blushed, grateful that all the make up would hide it. "Certainly isn't a ghost you would see every day, that's for sure."
"Definetely..." He giggled a little and his eyes went cross eyed.
"Okay, too much blood in my brain." He laughed a little and sat up again; fixing his hair and sighing as his eyes went back to normal.
"Remind me not to do that again.."
"Hey, Karkat, don't do that again." Gamzee said with a laugh.
"Ha ha ha... Your comedy gold aren't cha' fuckass?" He rolled his eyes.
Gamzee smirked and scooted up onto the bed so he could rest his head in Karkat's lap. "I know I am. You could take lessons."
Karkat looked down at him and rolled his eyes,
"Yea that'll be the day.."
"Very. But that just means we have more personality than most motherfuckers." Gamzee turned around so he could hang over the edge of the bed again.
"True." He nodded and then looked at him and tilted his head a little.
"Is that comfortable?" He asked.
"Yep. You should try sitting like this." Gamzee said, his hair dangling over his eyes.
"Hmmm..." Karkat shrugged and then scooted over next to him and hung his head off the bed; his hair falling in his eyes.
"Your hair looks good like that," Gamzee joked. "You should wear it all messy."
"I'm extremely OCD when it comes to stuff like that... I have to have it the way I want it or I spazz out like a fuckass..." He sighed. "I'm actually suprised this isn't bugging me right now.."
"You should do something different. It looks cute like that." Gamzee said. "Besides, if you're so OCD about it, how come you let me mess with it so much?"
Karkat blushed, "Uhh... I-I don't know... I don't think about it alot I guess..."
Gamzee smiled. "I love it when you blush."
Karkat turned to him and stared at him with wide eyes; his blush growing darker.
Gamzee looked at him sweetly, laughing a little. "You look like you've just seen a motherfuckin ghost."
"Well you kinda look like one with all that make-up on.." He smirked; his blushing dying away now..
"Yeah, a purple, stoned ghost." gamzee laughed softly.
"That's the best kind there is!" He laughed.
Gamzee blushed, grateful that all the make up would hide it. "Certainly isn't a ghost you would see every day, that's for sure."
"Definetely..." He giggled a little and his eyes went cross eyed.
"Okay, too much blood in my brain." He laughed a little and sat up again; fixing his hair and sighing as his eyes went back to normal.
"Remind me not to do that again.."
"Hey, Karkat, don't do that again." Gamzee said with a laugh.
"Ha ha ha... Your comedy gold aren't cha' fuckass?" He rolled his eyes.
Gamzee smirked and scooted up onto the bed so he could rest his head in Karkat's lap. "I know I am. You could take lessons."
Karkat looked down at him and rolled his eyes,
"Yea that'll be the day.."
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This is awesome, they sound like me and my friends (on how we get off topic very quickly) ps. Love the story.😄