You zone off, staring at Karkat's serene state while you can.

"Mew checking meout Karkat?!?!?!"

"N-n-nepeta?!?!?!"

"That's me, alfuright! Nyaow, why were mew staring at Karkat?"

"Well, to be honest," you whisper, "it's nice seeing Karkat like this. I mean, just look at him! He's peaceful and having fun. Ya know, doing his own thing."

Nepeta stared at Karkat for a few seconds, getting a bold blush.

"You gotta thing for him, don't you?"

"What?!?!?! Purrposterous! No such thing! I don't have a " thing" for him! How could mew do that? How could mew think of such a thing? Pfftt hahahaha! No," Nepeta rapidly blurted out.

You start giggling in quick spirts while Nepeta tries hiding the green overcoming her natural grey tint.

You get up and grab a frozen pocket. You don't read the instructions and just put it in the microwave for 1:30.

It doesn't pop and turns out thoroughly cooked. Nepeta puts hers in for the directed time. It completely exploded and was overcooked. You eat your ho- I mean- warm pocket in peace. Afterwards, you get off of your stool and sleepily stumble towards the couch. You pass out and everything you do the next hours after your nap are just a blur of unclear smudges awaiting to take shape.

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