Replying and liking chits is my life, fuck yeah engagement
IF YOU CAN'T EVEN FIGURE THAT MUCH OUT THEN YOU REALLY ARE A LOST CAUSE. FUCKING TYPICAL, OF COURSE I HAVE TO DO ALL THE WORK AROUND HERE. I TAKE IT YOU ARE PRETENDING TO ROMANCE ME IN THE RED QUADRANT, RIGHT? THEN, YOU COULD DO THINGS LIKE COMPLIMENT MY LOOKS, TAKE ME OUT ON DATES, AND *NOT* BE AN AGGRAVATING AND PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE ASSHOLE WITH EACH BREATH YOU TAKE.
I wasn't wanting to come off as pretending. I'd compliment you regardless I just didn't want to assume anything or make you uncomfortable, im stupidly still new to the concepts of quadrants and I want to do it right to show you I'm serious
WAIT! HOLD ON. SO, YOU'RE NOT JUST ROLE PLAYING WITH ME? YOU'RE SERIOUSLY AND ACTIVELY TRYING TO RED FLIRT WITH ME? THAT'S AN AWFUL FUCKING IDEA, WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?
TYPICAL. SAY SOMETHING I'M NOT ALREADY USED TO AND EXPECTING. *STILL* FUCKING TRY ME, MAYBE WE WILL BOTH BE SURPRISED.
I think You're pitiable, if I'm getting my quadrants right Idk I just You know? Fuck uh I get nervous and shit,worried im saying the wrong things That im not effectively showing you what I mean with whatever words I stringed up almost half hazardously
MATING FONDNESS IS THE MOST APPROPRIATE TERM, BUT I CAN SEE WHERE YOU WOULD BE CONFUSED. MANY TROLLS, INCLUDING MY IDIOT PAST SELF, BELIEVED THE RED QUADRANT TO BE JUST A NUANCE OF PITY, WHICH BELONGS IN THE PALE QUADRANT. SO, I HAVE TO ASK STRIDER, WHEN YOU SAY *YOU*, DO YOU MEAN ME AS IN *ME* OR ME AS IN ANY KARKAT UNFORTUNATE `ENOUGH TO BE SHUFFLING AND SHOUTING AROUND IN THIS SHITHOLE. OR, IS IT MORE THAT YOU ALSO KNEW SOME VERSION OF ME, I FUCKED THINGS UP AS I ALWAYS DO, CAUSING YOU TO DRIFT AWAY. AND NOW, YOU'RE HERE BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT VERSION OF DAVE YOU ARE, YOU'RE ALWAYS A GLUTTON FOR PUNISHMENT?
YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW ME- YOU KNOW WHAT, NEVERMIND THAT TRACKS FOR YOU, ACTUALLY. I'M PRETTY SURE YOU COULD CATCH RED FEELS FROM A PICTURE. LOOK, DON'T WORRY ABOUT SAYING THE WRONG THING. IT'S *YOU* I'VE ALREADY COME TO THE FOREGONE CONCLUSION THAT SAYING THE *RIGHT* THING IS FORTUNATE HAPPENSTANCE, SO I CAN'T HOLD IT AGAINST YOU WHEN YOU SHOVE YOUR LIMBS SO FAR INTO YOUR ORAL GAPER, YOU START DIGESTING THEM. YOU CAN JUST BE YOURSELF.