hold that thought

2 wipes. 2 wipes since Aradia's death by his glance nuggets. His stupid, useless glance nuggets.

Sollux sat at his computer,, leaning back as he looked over the various messages, most from Eridan and Fef.

Hang on...

Someone new was contacting him.

TA: II mean 2ure II fuckiing de2erve iit but 2yiill.

2 wipes. 2 wipes since Aradia's death by his glance nuggets. His stupid, useless glance nuggets.

Sollux sat at his computer,, leaning back as he looked over the various messages, most from Eridan and Fef.

Hang on...

Someone new was contacting him.

TA: My fuckiing god

TA: Youd really thiink that you 2eadweller2 would have 2omethiing better to do than fuck wiith 2liime blooded 2hiit2 liike me.

TA: What the fuck do you want?

2 wipes. 2 wipes since Aradia's death by his glance nuggets. His stupid, useless glance nuggets.

Sollux sat at his computer,, leaning back as he looked over the various messages, most from Eridan and Fef.

Hang on...

Someone new was contacting him.

Farther along the messages became less obscure and grew personalized with messages such as “I guess you’re too busy wvith your bees to talk vwith seadwvellers like me” or “answver me or you’ll sleep vwith the fishes!”