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WWelp, im here, noww wwhat?

As I was saying, Eridan had arrived at Sollux's hive. The highblood cautiously raised his claw to knock (note 'cautiously' he doesn't know what damn germs that lowblood has) and lightly taped the door with his knuckles. Moments later, the honey blood answered the door. And from the looks of it, forgot that Eridan was even coming at all. He was in his underwear, and his hair was messy, tangling with his horns as if he just woke up. His boxers has red and blue pattering on the legs. "Oh my cod, Sol at least be somewwhat like your ancestor and actually put some damn clothes on wwhen you havve someone comin ovver." Eridan growled. "Oh cool your bulge fiin2 fii2hface. ii't2 not liike II'm bare naked." He snarled mockingly, shifting his thighs against the door so that his bulges were pressing against the boxers making them more noticeable. A thin blush spread across Eridan's face as he turned away. "What2 wiith the face ED? You 2eem more purple then u2ual." Eridan choked back a cough and readjusted his glasses. "Uh, I-its nothin sol, just, fixin my scarf."