Don’t feel like working on it any further
((i havent been on this blog in forever im sorry omg.
roleplay with me! ask meenah questions!!))
((LMAO my brother flipped me off his bed and i broke a lightbulb.))
Anonymous asked: "Karkat looks up from his corner, his weary eyes lighting up as he sees the punk seadweller running towards him. "MEENAH?" His voice is hoarse, mostly from disuse, but he stands on shaky legs and steps towards her, hoping that she's actually happy to see him, and not still upset about...well, the "Condesce Videos" issue, for one."
Meenah didn’t forget about the videos, but by this point, he was forgiven.
“Karkat!” She stops in front of him, looking down at him with cols white eyes. “Long time no talk amiright?” She snickers.
Anonymous asked: "Karkat doesn't even react this time. He's tried saying hi in the past, but the message never goes through. Damn this website, and damn these dreambubbles or whatever the fuck the setting here is. Does he even care anymore? No. He really doesn't."
Meenah looks up at Karkat. She got the message this time. “Yo shouty!” She runs towards him.
Anonymous asked: "you treated your friends like shit meenah"
W)(O T)(-E FUCK IS YOU TO T-ELL M-E T)(AT?
“You punks don’t even say glubbin hey anymore.” She rolls her eyes. “Atleast say somefin to my you guys!”