CatStylest

WARNINGS: cancer and depression Human!AU It was New Year's Eve. Karkat straighened his red tie in the mirror. He must really want to impress someone if he's putting on anything other than a sweater and jeans. (Name) giggled quietly at the thought, but loud enough to catch his attention as he looked at her through the mirror. Karkat sighed, leaving his tie be. "You're...not going, are you?" he asked quietly, like he was ashamed of the question. She looked to her right side, seeing a beautiful (f/c) dress and matching heels Kanaya bought her for this night resting on their dresser. She sat up slowly, resting against the bed frame lightly

"Oh my goodness," you said with a gasp. "He's adorable!" The sun had fallen to the horizon, colors of fiery red and crimson flooded through your bedroom window. It's hard to believe you had spent all your day admiring over a picture sent by a friend. It was a picture of them of course. He was a guy who calls himself Gamzee. Despite his odd name, you love to constantly chat with Gamzee over the program called PesterChum, still knowing there will be little to no chance of meeting him in the flesh. You both know that, but to become closer through separate computers he'd always send pictures of himself. You'd see him facing his computer screen,

Why was your friend so creepy? Your lovely stay with Kurloz, so far, has been a blast… but you’re discovering some things about him that you’d prefer not to know. Like his ‘obsession’ with the color purple, mimes, and his religion. You glared at him as he sat beside you, offering you a soft smile as he handed you a mug of hot chocolate. The words ‘wicked motherfucking elixir’ were clumsily written in indigo paint around the pottery. Kurloz raised his eyebrows in interest as you read the words, shooting him a roll of your eyes as you sipped at the goodies inside. He laughed lightly at you, taking h