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[S] Karkat: Wake up.
KARKAT: AAARGH!
You are wrenched out of your peaceful slumber by a shot of pain that ricochets down your left leg. Jolting upright in the darkness, convinced your heart is going to pound its way out of your chest and onto the grubby carpet, you search for the light switch just beside your bed.
KARKAT: FUCK! KARKAT: DAD!
Your yelp falls on sleeping ears. You swear viciously.
KARKAT: I NEED TO GO TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM RIGHT FUCKING NOW!
The only sound downstairs is the distant murmur of the fridge and the chirping of crickets.
Sometimes you wonder if your dad is even real, or if he’s just a vivid and neglectful hallucination. Unsteady and sweating from the splitting pain in your thigh, you snatch your phone from under the pillow.
911 DISPATCHER: This is 911. What is the location and nature of your emergency? KARKAT: NORMALLY I WOULDN’T DO THIS, BUT MY LUSUS IS A USELESS FUCKING WHELP AND I NEED TO GET TO THE E.R. 911 DISPATCHER: Sir, can you speak up? I can’t quite make out what you’re saying. KARKAT: I *SAID* MY FUCKING LUSUS IS SLEEPING AND I NEED TO GET OUT OF MY RESPITEBLO– KARKAT: UHHHHHHH KARKAT:
911 DISPATCHER: Sir, are you still there? What is the location of your emergency? KARKAT: UHH. KARKAT: YEAH I’M HERE. KARKAT: I LIVE AT KARKAT: UHHH
You can’t remember your address. You shouldn’t even have an address. Not on Earth, and not on—
The line goes dead. She’s hung up on you.
KARKAT: SON OF A...