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[You'd think Dave would have learned his lesson about anonymity, but maybe learning doesn't stick so well at ass in the morning when he can't sleep. At least it doesn't seem like he's really trying to mask his identity, here. It's just...a plausible deniability thing, maybe. Probably, given the content of his message.]

what was growing up like for you
like
how was your childhood
were you happy

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[Under normal circumstances, "fuckcroissant" might have sparked another half hour of trading insults for the hell of it, but Karkat's too touched by the implicit concern to protest. The cause could just as easily be Dave, he won't admit; his moirail spends so much time projecting the illusion of apathy that in unguarded moments like this...

His hand trails down to Dave's cheek and lingers for a moment while he tries to remember what he was going to say next that was so important. There was probably something, but between that smile and the repeated confirmation that they're going out to dinner tomorrow, it's completely escaped him. It couldn't have been that important.

He hesitates, staring at Dave's face for an eternal second before reluctantly beginning to draw away.]

Good night, Dave.