Midnight on the Demon Patrol - 20/?
Fri, Jan. 24th, 2014 03:29Dave deliberately left the drapes open, but Karkat is stubborn, and also Dave's comforter is thick enough to block a lot of light; when Dave starts hearing movement up there it's about eleven in the morning.
"If you're gonna hurl, use the trash can to your left," he calls up to the mezzanine, lazily scrolling down a news article on his laptop.
No answer. Movement ceases. Hm, maybe he wasn't fully awake yet.
Only that does sound a lot like mice, or maybe like Karkat's claws skittering lightly along the wooden floor as he feels around blind.
"Water bottle to your right," Dave adds, eyes on his screen. Oh hey, this article looks funny. Click, into another tab it goes.
Still no answer. Hmm. Maybe he's fallen back asleep and the odd quality to the silence is all in Dave's head.
It legit me-certified ain't, Latula says, and grins with his mouth. He gives her a quiet chuckle.
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"If you're gonna hurl, use the trash can to your left," he calls up to the mezzanine, lazily scrolling down a news article on his laptop.
No answer. Movement ceases. Hm, maybe he wasn't fully awake yet.
Only that does sound a lot like mice, or maybe like Karkat's claws skittering lightly along the wooden floor as he feels around blind.
"Water bottle to your right," Dave adds, eyes on his screen. Oh hey, this article looks funny. Click, into another tab it goes.
Still no answer. Hmm. Maybe he's fallen back asleep and the odd quality to the silence is all in Dave's head.
It legit me-certified ain't, Latula says, and grins with his mouth. He gives her a quiet chuckle.
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