towerofanimus | You could have slept soundly in your bed, dear.

Characters: Karkat and the rest of you~
Setting: The lounge, backdated to July 30th.
Format: I will match you!
Summary: Karkat's been fighting sleep for 15 days. Thanks to the tower, he can't fight it anymore.
Warnings: Language and death are things that are guaranteed to happen eventually!

Karkat was well beyond coherent thinking at this point. Something had gotten into him, something he wasn't used to at all. He'd never felt so incredibly exhausted in his entire worthless life. All six sweeps of it. He'd been doing so well too, only managing to pass out once recently in the veil when a certain someone decided to go saw-happy on another poor troll's legs. He'd never be able to block out that memory unfortunately, even now as he literally faded away.

He shouldn't have tried to stand up from the couch in the lounge he'd been resting on, because that attempt ended in vain when he merely fell forward onto his face.

Doof.

God fucking damn it, his body would respond to him if it was the last thing he could manage, but as it stood, he couldn't even lift his face off of the floor.

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Romeo saw the boy lying down and went over curiously. He was one of the trolls, the trolls that didn't live under bridges or eat children. At least he had horns like Kanaya so Romeo thought they came from the same place. But there were lots of people from lots of different worlds here that didn't have horns, so maybe there were lots of worlds where being did have horns as well.

"Are you alright? You look ill?" He looked down at the boy, who was definitly not an adult but was maybe a little older than Romeo.

You could have slept soundly in your bed, dear.

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