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November 22

My name is Karkat Vantas. If you  already know me because you're some fucking stalker or some shit. Stop okay? That's really creepy. Anyway. This is a my little journal entry thing on how I met... Him... The insufferable prick that needs to understand that he is a douche and he needs to learn... To... JUST STOP BEING SO FUCKING CUTE. I mean.. oh nevermind I already wrote it and its in pen. Good job Vantas.

So this guy's name is Sollux Captor. Kind of named after those 2 Gemini girls in that one book, Pollux and Castor. If you don't know that book well join the fucking club that I happen to be in.

Anyway.

In like April... Wait... Yeah it was April. I was walking home from egberts birthday party, which was boring as the most boring, head pounding, suicidal  part any one can even imagine to attend, well I got cake so that's all that mattered.

OKAY. I'M ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE MAYBE IN A COUPLE MINUTES YOU'LL SEE MY METAPHORICAL ARM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET. 

LET ME CLEAR THIS UP. 

I was walking home and this douche comes out of no where and slams into me then he gets the nerve to yell at me to watch where I was going. Like hell he was the one who practically tackled me like he was in the NFL football major league! /dramatically sighs since you can't see me right now/ Of course my  immediate responce is "go fuck  yourself" the guy must've been new since I've been in this dying town since forever and I always say that, but he just gave the disgusted look and ran away and ran into another... Repeated the process and so on and so forth, poor guy, he deserved it anyway. That little scene heated me up so I went home and attempted to sleep. The efforts were usless. As always.
    The next morning came, I got up from bed got ready for work, get my daily phone call from kankri --just to make sure I was safe-- Get my things and carry on with my uneventful  day. 
Blah blah blah nothing happened until I was standing outside the petty bar and this tallish guy, --mud brown hair, one eye blue and the other green I think?..  he was wearing these obviously nerdy 3D shades-- walked up to me and asked "Are you Karkat?" 
I didn't respond at first.. that was a really creepy question since I never really tell anyone my name now-a-days.
He started looking inpatient so I cut the douche some slack and answered.
"Yes...? Why....?"
He just smirked and nodded "cool. Thith ith gonna thound like I'm drunk. I'm not, jutht letting ya know. But... I think... We knew each other in thome ultimate univerth." I laughed at his theory and his lisp.. his adorable lisp.. anyway!
"Yeah, sure whatever. You say you aren't drunk... But you are.  You're REALLY drunk" I took a seat and sighed, then I checked my phone if there was any messages, nope. Okay. Whatever. Not like I fucking care about getting out of this moment. 
"No really! I have fileth that I found that thow that we have met in another univerth!!"
Shit. How the hell was I supposed to answer to that? He looked like one of those rich guys that had enough money to hire assassins to prove a point. So I simply just face palmed and enlightened him on this foolish remark.
"If I knew you in another universe, I would most likely know about it!" I tried to run off but before I got to far he grabbed my arm and said,
"Then let me thow yo-"
"HELL NO. I'M NOT ENTERING YOU HOUSE. TO ME YOU SEEM LIKE A SERIAL KILLER. OKAY? NOW LET GO OF MY FUCKING ARM JACKASS!" 
That was probably the biggest mistake I could have done, because he got angry and was all like. I'm not like that I promise -promith more like- just let me show you please. 
Not liking this in the slightest, I groan in defeat cause I knew I wouldn't get my arm back any other way and luckily in my pocket I have my knife that I forgot to mention earlier.  Then well.. I went with him.