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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“And are you gonna tell me what’s so important you had to come in here and be a piece of shit?” Vriska moves closer until she’s practically pressed her chest against Dave’s shoulder, which he instinctively leans away from. “Do you even actually care..?” Dave mumbles as he looks up from the alchemiter screen to rifle through his sylladex. He sighs when he discovers the 10-Foot Apple Slice is not there. Dave’s shoulder bumps Vriska as he moves away from the alchemiter. She frowns. “Of course not,” she lies, “I just feel like causing you problems right now. Is it working?” “Kind of, yeah.” Dave sighs again and floats towards the door to the room. Vriska, of course, follows.
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Dave goes on a little adventure while trying to find something to shave his face with. Vriska gets wrapped up in it because she's a nosy piece of shit, and he deals with it.
