Terezi ==> Invade Someone's Personal Space
"Who the fuck said I’d go to some shitty RA?" he groaned, resting his face back against the floor and swallowing a mouthful of saliva and a little spittle worth of blood. Not much, just enough to coat his tongue.
"Don’t make me beg. I don’t want to resort to that. I want to go back to my room and sleep."
That was a lie. He did very little sleeping.
Rose looked back at Terezi, shrugging in a “What are we going to do?” gesture. She looked back at Karkat, a sadistic smirk on her face.
"Just do what we want you to do. And then we’ll let you go."
The situation was starting to become dire. She hoped Karkat wouldn’t be too upset at the end of this.
Terezi scoffed and shook her head. "Are you a pothead, too? You seem to have some serious problems with your short term memory. The point is, your story doesn’t sound realistic, so it’ll be easier for everyone if you just go with it." Sometimes truth was far stranger than fiction.
"Ooh, I could go for some begging, actually. Go ahead and give it your best shot." Terezi looked back at Rose and angled her glasses up, exposing her eyes just long enough to flash Rose a wink.
"Fuck you, I'm not going to beg. I'll just fall asleep right here." he mumbled determinedly. Just because he knew that was impossible, didn't mean he couldn't fake it to them.
"I don't even know what it is you want me to do, but from what's happened so far, I don't really want to find out. And, honestly, can you fucking blame me?"








