Homestuck! MsPARP Adventures!

almost davekat i think

This is a script style, not safe for work chat.

humanstuck!calling you at 2am!carcinoGeneticist [CG] joined chat. ~~ 1 ~~

turntechGodhead [TG] joined chat. ~~ 2 ~~

CG: DAVE?

TG: mnmhhh? *came the muffled reply from the other end*

CG: LOOK, THIS IS GOING TO SOUND REALLY FUCKING PATHETIC AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO OR WHATEVER BUT IF YOU CAN COULD YOU COME PICK ME UP?

TG: *there was an audible yawn and some shuffling before he spoke again.* yeah, where are you?

CG: UH.. *THERE A SNIFFLE ON THE OTHER END OF THE CALL* THE STEPS OF MY APARTMENT BUILDING..?

TG: alright. just do me a favor and stay on the phone until i get there. whats up man? *he asked, keys shuffling and the sound of a car door in the background.*

CG: NOTHING! I UH, JUST NEED A RIDE TO THE CLOSEST MOTEL OR SOMETHING.. THERE'S A SHITTY ONE LIKE FIFTEEN MINUTES FROM MY APARTMENT BUILDING SO I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO GET THERE WHEN YOU COME.

CG: WHY DO YOU NEED ME TO STAY ON THE PHONE?

TG: because in case you werent aware you dont exactly live on the best side of town. thats bullshit. whats the real reason youre outside your apartment right now? *he asked over the purr of his moter*

CG: THAT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING STRIDER, IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVEN'T BEEN OUTSIDE BY MYSELF BEFORE. *HE SIGHED* NOTHING HAPPENED, I'M FINE.

TG: sure as hell doesnt sound like it... ahh shit... ill just stop twice at the next light... hey i see you. just climb in. i deserve an explination though. *he said before hanging up. a second or two later a sleek black sportscar pulled up in front of where karkat was sitting.*

CG: *HE LOOKED UP FROM WHERE HE WAS SITTING, REVEALING A CUT THAT WAS STILL BLEEDING AND A BLACK EYE. HE GOT UP, HOLDING HIS SIDE AND CLIMBED INTO THE PASSENGERS SEAT, SHIVERING SLIGHTLY* HOLY FUCK IT'S COLD..

TG: fucking shit karkitten look at me. *he said, eyes widening behind the unnecessary shades at the sight of him as he turned up the heat.*

CG: *HE ROLLED HIS EYES AND SANK FURTHER INTO THE SEAT* THAT'S NOT MY NAME, STRIDER.

TG: stop avoiding the question. *he said, doing a u turn in the street before speeding back the way he came

CG: THIS ISN'T THE WAY TO THE MOTEL, DAVE! IT'S THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION. *HE TWISTS IN HIS SEAT TO LOOK BEHIND THEM*

TG: wow such a cool fact. im so glad you have a sense of direction.

CG: SHUT UP AND TURN AROUND!

TG: uhh im gonna have to go with no on that one

CG: DAVE COME ON! WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE GOING? *HE HISSES WHEN HE TURNS BACK AROUND TOO FAST, HURTING HIS SIDE*

TG: stop moving so much you look like youre about to cry. were going back to my place.

CG: *HE GRITS HIS TEETH, LOOKING STRAIGHT AHEAD* I WASN'T ABOUT TO FUCKING CRY AND I DON'T NEED TO GO BACK TO YOUR PLACE. I NEED TO GO TO A MOTEL.

TG: and why exactly is that. give me a really good reason and ill take you to a shitty motel rather than my warm comfortable place

CG: BECAUSE I ALREADY WOKE YOU UP AT TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING SO YOU COULD COME PICK UP MY SORRY ASS. IT WOULD JUST BE MUCH EASIER IF YOU WOULD JUST DROP ME OFF AND FORGET ANY OF THIS EVER HAPPENED. *HE LOOKS AT HIM, SWALLOWING THE LUMP IN HIS THROAT*