So, ik this is kinda cliché, since almost every oneshots book I've read has one of these chapters, so honestly feel free to skip it lol
TW: alcohol, yelling, panic attacks
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Karl's POV
He walked into the house. A strong smell of whiskey spread through the air. It made Karl's eyes water and his nose sting. Karl never really liked the smell of any kind of alcohol. He found the smell to be almost like torture to his sensitive senses.
"Sap? I'm home!" He called, getting no response.
He was confused by the seemingly empty house. Sapnap was always normally sitting on the couch with the TV on, waiting for Karl to arrive home.
Karl continued down the hall, as he reached closer to their bedroom he heard giggles and soft moans.
It wasn't just Sapnap.
Karl felt his heart beat faster as he shakily grabbed onto the handle of the door, gently turning it. He quietly opened the door a sliver open to peek inside.
What he saw shattered his entire world.
Nick saw gripping Quackity's hair as the hispanic boy sat on his knees, Nick's length shoved down his throat.
"What the actual fuck?!" Karl yelled, shoving the door open.
Quackity quickly pulled off gagging slightly. Sapnap quickly pulled his sweatpants back up and stood.
"Karl, baby wait it's not-" He was cut of by Karl sobbing.
"I can't believe you!" He sobbed, hugging himself, gripping his sleeve harshly.
"Wait Karl-" Quackity was cut off by a cutting glare from Karl.
"I can't fucking believe you two. You fucking cheated on me with our best friend, and you fucking decided to go with it?! Seriously Alex?!" Karl sobbed harder. His lavender gray eyes now glossed over with tears, face red with anger and embarrassment for even being in this situation.
Quackity was taken aback by the use of his name. Sapnap looked down ashamed.
"And don't even give me the excuse of 'we were drunk' because it's just bullshit! I know you both well enough that neither of you get shitty wasted!" Karl rambled angrily.
Quackity and Sapnap stayed silent.
"And you know what they say. 'Drunk' actions are sober wishes." Karl spat.
He turned and left before either of them could say a word.
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Karl didn't know where he was going, or what he was going to do, but he just kept walking. From his apartment all the way down to Dream's house.
(This is not Karlwastaken, just Dream being like a big brother to Karl)
Karl continued to sniffle as tears rolled down his cheeks, knocking on the big black door softly.
Dream opened the door and began with a greeting.
"Hello?- Karl? Shit what happened?" He asked, concern laced in his tired voice.
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☆Karlnap one-shots☆
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