“OF COURSE THAT’S WHAT HAPPENS,” Karkat lets out an exasperated sigh and drapes an arm across the railing. He is grateful for the change of topic at least. He snorts bitterly. “WHICH ‘BEFORE’ DO YOU WANT TO KNOW? HOW I WAS FUCKING AROUND RIGHT BEFORE WAKING UP IN THIS AQUATIC SHITSCAPE? OR THE GENERAL FUCKING AROUND I WAS DOING SINCE AFTER...” He doesn’t know how to end that sentence.
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He is grateful for the change of topic at least.
He snorts bitterly. “WHICH ‘BEFORE’ DO YOU WANT TO KNOW? HOW I WAS FUCKING AROUND RIGHT BEFORE WAKING UP IN THIS AQUATIC SHITSCAPE? OR THE GENERAL FUCKING AROUND I WAS DOING SINCE AFTER...” He doesn’t know how to end that sentence.