A crowd around the baggage-claim parts slightly and you see him in all of his dorky, bog-toothed glory. He's waving his arms like he's gonna turn into a goddamn bird or something. His dad's standing next to him, holding a sign that says "DAVID STRIDER" in bold, black letters.
You feel embarrassed for him, embarrassed for yourself for knowing someone so lame, considering how cool you are.
Deep down, you're also really glad. But you'd never tell him that.
>Dave: Observe the scene that is being made (FILL: TEAM [Eridan<>Rose])
You feel embarrassed for him, embarrassed for yourself for knowing someone so lame, considering how cool you are.
Deep down, you're also really glad. But you'd never tell him that.
>Dave: Go greet your best bro.