Karkat's problem: Aftermath

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Karkat's Pov-

        "Dave, I don't need help. I'm fine." Dave helped me out of the small bathtub in my bathroom. "Just shut up Karckles." I growled. "What the hell! What kind of nickname is that?" He sighed. "What should I call you? Maybe I could be like Nepeta and call you my Karkitty." I opened my mouth to give a retort but stopped. Did he just say 'my Karkitty'? "Dude, what's wrong?" I shook my head. "Just go get me some dry clothes." He nodded and left my bathroom. I was aware of the small blush that crept over my face. Why was I blushing over that douche bag? That beautiful blonde douche bag.

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