CrabApple High

Chapter ^: Movie Night

[Errrr I kinda forgot to update XD plz dont kill meh]

==> Be The Guy Who Just Scored A Movie Date

 

Who would ever think that I would go on a date with him? Well, I'm only going to his house, but still. I honestly can't wait. He's probably only going to put on a romcom, I don't care. As long as I can spend time with my Karkles I'm happy.

 

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HEY, FUCKASS COME TO MY HOUSE AROUND 4

-dude, you scared the shit out of me

im in class you know

but yeah, ill be there

YEAH WHATEVER, IM IN CLASS TOO

I JUST DONT CARE

ILL SEE YOU THEN I GUESS

-yeah see ya later kitkat

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I sighed. He's a handful sometimes, but hopefully soon he'll be my handful.

Huh. I never thought I'd think this way about Karkat. Its still surprising to me that I feel this way. I could only imagine what Karkat's thinking about it.

Come to think of it, why is he even going on this 'date' with me?

Eh. I'll ask later.

~After School~

I stopped by Karkats locker after school, asking him if he wanted me to bring him anything, and to confirm the time.

He said no to bringing him anything. Then called me an idiot for forgetting the time.

But I'll bring him something.

I drove around for a bit, just passing by stores seeing if there's anything that's good enough for Karkat.

I stopped at a small convenience store, and apparently theres nothing but Valentines Day stuff out. Why? It’s like January….oh. Nevermind.

Maybe I could find something for him in this store full of lovey-dovey shit.

How the hell can he like this shit anyways? I will never understand the mind of hopeless-romantics.

I looked around for a while, and then after about twenty minutes, I found the perfect gift.

He’ll love it.

~Time skip to Karkats house~

==>Be The Somewhat Nervous Crab

Ok. Calm down. There’s really nothing to worry about. He’s only coming over to watch a movie, nothing else.

Fuck. Why did I ever say this was a date? Now he’s just going to get all sorts of excited and shit, and I don’t even know how I feel about him.

I mean we’re friends, but anything more? I don’t really know.

Shit he’s here.

“Dave. What the fuck is that?”

“What? I got you a present.”

“That thing is almost as big as me.”

“I know. That’s why I got it.”

“I hate you.”

“Just take the fucking bear and love it.”

“Fine.” I took the oversized bear and basically hugged it to death as I walked to my living room, Dave following in suit.