Dave walked into the common area where his group of friends were gathered, apple juice in one hand and headphones around his shoulders.

"Sup?" he asked, as he flopped down on the couch between John and Karkat, effectively stopping their argument over some movie or another. This earned him a glare from both sides.

"Dave, tell Karkat that…" John started.

"Nope." Dave opened his bottle of juice and took a deep breath. The smell of apples was sweet and delicious. He took a long swig while John tried again.

"But Karkat thinks jfiroenvgiue!" A hand pressed over his mouth garbled the rest his sentence.

Wiping the spit from his hand onto John's pant leg, he said "John, I'm not getting into the middle of whatever argument you and Kitkat have going."

"HEY ASSHAT, DON'T CALL ME THAT! AND AS FOR NOT GETTING IN THE MIDDLE, YOU ALREADY DID, LITERALLY!" Karkat suddenly yelled, then got up and stalked away.

John and Dave watched as the short troll left, John laughing a little. Dave looked down at the empty bottle in his hands and, missing the sweet taste in his mouth and the wonderful smell already, decided that he would have to drink it more slowly from now on.

John nudged him gently, pulling him out of his musings. "Want to play Champions of Norrath?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Dave tossed the bottle into the trashcan, "Sure. Why not."

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