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Chapter 8

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As soon as you got in your room you threw your bag down on the ground and headed to your computer. You sit down on the comfy chair and begin to log in. Your door open and you look back to see Dirk peeking in.

"Dave and I are going out tonight," Dirk explains, "and Bro has already gone to work."

"Okay, I shouldn't be leaving."

"Well, here's a phone, just in case you need something."

You watch as Dirk tosses the phone onto your bed.

"Thank you." You smile.

"Well, see ya."

With that you're left alone once more. You turn back to your computer to see that you already had a message on Pesterchum. It was the same grey cancer symbol. You sigh; almost ignoring the irritating person, but decide to just see what they wanted to say.

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] began pestering climacticTerror [CT] –

CG: WELL.

CG: I DIDN'T EXPECT YOU TO ACTUALLY REPLY.

CT: Well, I'm full of surprises.

CT: Now, what do you want?

CG: WOW, STILL AN ASSHOLE.

CT: As I said before.

CT: Full of surprises.

CT: Like a lucky dip.

CT: You could pull out a nice ass compliment.

CT: But in your case you just pulled out a whole box of assholery.

CT: Lucky you.

CG: LISTEN, I WANTED TO APOLOGISE ABOUT THE OTHER DAY.

CT: Its fine, I guess.

CG: GREAT, NOW THAT WE'VE GOT THAT OUT OF THE WAY.

CG: MY NAME IS KARKAT VANTAS AND I'M AN ACQUAINTANCE OF DAVE'S.

CT: (Y/n) Strider, new Strider sibling.

CG: I FIGURED.

CT: Do you want me to leave your sorry ass on read?

CG: YEAH, YEAH, SORRY.

CT: So, why did you pester me?

CG: HONESTLY, I HAVE NO IDEA.

CT: Wow, nice one.

CG: SHUT UP YOU OBNOXIOUS PRICK.

CG: WELL, I GUESS THAT'S IT.

CG: BYE.

CT: Yeah, bye.

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased pestering ClimacticTerror [CT] --

Man, that was practically a complete waste of time. You haven't even met Karkat. At least you knew that he probably hung out with Dave. Guess when you see Dave with his group you just have to look for the angry one.

You groan as you lean back in your chair, hearing your back crack.

You see another notification on your Pesterchum; it showed the image of a pink Pisces sign. You click on the sign.

‎-- cuttlefishCuller [CC] began pestering ClimacticTerror [CT] --

CC: Hi (y/n)!

CT: Hi Feferi.

CC: So, how do you like the school?

CT: Oh, it's okay.

CT: Just not used to it yet, I guess.

CT: But I appreciate you allowing me to hang out with you.

CT: Otherwise I'd be all alone.

CC: It's no problem 38).

CC: 380 I'm sorry, but I need to go!

CT: That's cool, see you tomorrow.

CC: Bye!

-- cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased pestering ClimacticTerror [CT] --

After that short interaction you turn off your computer and trudge over to your bed. You flop onto it and grab the phone which was just centimetres from your face. There weren't any extra apps on it or anything and it seemed to be new. In the contacts were Dirk's, Dave's and Bro's numbers. You hum and sit the phone on your side table.

You think about getting something to eat, but you were too comfy to move. You just close your eyes and wait for sleep to overtake you.

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