It's Dave's 17th Birthday and Dirk decided to let him go and have a party with a couple of friends, but what he didn't know was that they were getting drunk. Later on there was an accident, causing Dave to be injured while his friends were left with only a few cuts and scratches. They ditched him, leaving him alone, bleeding and dying, slowly and painfully. He attempts to call Rose, hoping to get an ambulance sent to him, but accidentally calling Dirk instead.
This story is in Dirk's point of view throughout the entire story and is based off a roleplay I did with one of best friends :3
*WARNING: There will be a few swear/cuss words in this story*
I do not own Homestuck and the characters Dirk and Dave, they both belong to Andrew Hussie.