Dave stands still for a second, then puts his box down just inside the door, walks over to the lobby couch, sits, and puts his head in his hands, palms on his forehead, fingers pushed through his own pale hair.
He wants to text Karkat. im going to need the feelings pile of a lifetime when i get back please warm up your shooshing cords. But he doesn't, because he can't. Also, that would be rude.
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Dave stands still for a second, then puts his box down just inside the door, walks over to the lobby couch, sits, and puts his head in his hands, palms on his forehead, fingers pushed through his own pale hair.
He wants to text Karkat. im going to need the feelings pile of a lifetime when i get back please warm up your shooshing cords. But he doesn't, because he can't. Also, that would be rude.
Why does everything happen so much.]
I. ...Okay? What...for, dude.