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[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Characters: Terezi and you!
Setting: Around the Tower
Format: I'll match!
Summary: Terezi's hallucinations are getting worse
Warnings: ARE YOU SICK OF ME YET


[The hallucinations were relatively easy to ignore at first. The scents were the worst, showing up as odd, out of place patches of color in her "vision". But now they're getting worse, almost strong enough to block out everything else, and every once in a while she can feel something that isn't there brush past her. She's approaching Karkat levels of exhaustion, because while she's been sleeping just barely, she hasn't been sleeping well.

It's the middle of the day and she can't handle tossing and turning in her strange human bed while she tries to ignore the melancholy whispering in the corner, so she's set out to wander the hallways aimlessly, looking frazzled and irritated.]

Comments

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Luck doesn't matter, stupid!

[YEAH FUCK YOU VRISKA.]

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

Of course it does. You got lucky.

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

Nope! You're just mad that I beat you.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[He's pouting so hard right now, and takes the moment to try and rub off the stray sharpie marks on his face.]

You done yet?

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[Oh. Hey. That pout is actually pretty cute.]

Yes! Give me your cast again.

[romcomedian.livejournal.com]

[No its not. He lazily holds his arm out for her again, rubbing at his cheek with his other hand grumpily.]

[foretolds.livejournal.com]

[She grins, drawing a little spider on his wrist.]

Stop being so grumpy, Karkat.