Your name is JOHN EGBERT, and one month ago you managed to SAVE THE WORLD.
Along with your three best buds, ROSE LALONDE, DAVE STRIDER, and JADE HARLEY, you managed to cross dimensions, befriend aliens, ecto-biologically birth your family and friends, and destroy one ridiculous powerful monster.
It was a lot for any boy to handle, especially as a birthday present, and especially considering you were 13 YEARS OLD.
The doctors called it POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER, but you could never tell them what for, exactly.
You twist the blankets around you despite the fact that you are sweating profusely, and you pant. You wish your DAD was here, but he isn't.
Your only source of refuge is the PDA in your hand, with the light glow emanating from its screen, you shakily search for the contacts list, praying that anyone, anyone at all, is on.
New JOHN<3KARKAT Game (FILL: TEAM KANAYA<3VRISKA)
==> JOHN: Have a nightmare.
Your name is JOHN EGBERT, and one month ago you managed to SAVE THE WORLD.
Along with your three best buds, ROSE LALONDE, DAVE STRIDER, and JADE HARLEY, you managed to cross dimensions, befriend aliens, ecto-biologically birth your family and friends, and destroy one ridiculous powerful monster.
It was a lot for any boy to handle, especially as a birthday present, and especially considering you were 13 YEARS OLD.
The doctors called it POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER, but you could never tell them what for, exactly.
You twist the blankets around you despite the fact that you are sweating profusely, and you pant. You wish your DAD was here, but he isn't.
Your only source of refuge is the PDA in your hand, with the light glow emanating from its screen, you shakily search for the contacts list, praying that anyone, anyone at all, is on.
You see the chumhandle of one KARKAT VANTAS.
You click it.
==> KARKAT: Be pestered by John.