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[Today's feed takes place in the dark, or at least, it's dark until the curtain opens just enough from the breeze of the open window, to blind viewers. The light didn't blind just those watching though, because there's a tired, cranky sounding groan emitting from someone nearby. Once the light meter in the screen peters out to normal, it's easier to see that the gear is on the floor, and there are a couple bodies nearby.
Sure, the Pokemon had gotten up and left their trainers by now to sleep, but... well. This is the result of a Swablu being told to sing to put Vanitas to sleep. There's a hand groggily patting around until it lands on the gear, and it's dragged slowly across the floor.. until lifted and there's Vanitas, one eye closed tight and the other squinting.
Needing to pull it back to actually see what time it is, it reveals that there's a head of dark hair tucked at Vanitas' shoulder. With his thumb over the red light, unfortunately, Vanitas is none the wiser to the feed recording.. but then again, he still looks a bit disgruntled when he see's what time it is. Shoving a bit at the sleeping figure on him, Vanitas drops his hand with the gear back to the floor.]
Karkat.. wake up. It's freaking noon..
[While it's hard to see, there's a disgruntled sound coming from the once troll, an arm lifting and a middle finger extended. Growling, Vanitas lifts his hand with the gear in it and lightly smacks Karkat in the back, ending the feed.]
Sure, the Pokemon had gotten up and left their trainers by now to sleep, but... well. This is the result of a Swablu being told to sing to put Vanitas to sleep. There's a hand groggily patting around until it lands on the gear, and it's dragged slowly across the floor.. until lifted and there's Vanitas, one eye closed tight and the other squinting.
Needing to pull it back to actually see what time it is, it reveals that there's a head of dark hair tucked at Vanitas' shoulder. With his thumb over the red light, unfortunately, Vanitas is none the wiser to the feed recording.. but then again, he still looks a bit disgruntled when he see's what time it is. Shoving a bit at the sleeping figure on him, Vanitas drops his hand with the gear back to the floor.]
Karkat.. wake up. It's freaking noon..
[While it's hard to see, there's a disgruntled sound coming from the once troll, an arm lifting and a middle finger extended. Growling, Vanitas lifts his hand with the gear in it and lightly smacks Karkat in the back, ending the feed.]
