A/N: Hey there! So this is my first Homestuck fan fiction, yes its AU and the characters are about 18+ years old. Enjoy don't forget to review and yadayada.

Another night of working at the club, which means another night of dropping sick beats and showing of his DJ skills, yup life for twenty one year old Dave Strider, was good. He got paid well, had a nice place to live, he even had an endless river of chicks flowing through his world but this was all before he saw her.

Dave was just finishing up his shift as DJ for the no named club he worked at, going through his normal routine of cleaning up, getting a few phone numbers from girls who flocked the stage, and ending it with a few drinks from the bar. As he sat there finishing of a warming beer a large party of people passed by him, one guy bumped into him rather forcefully making Mr. Cool spill his drink.

"HEY FUCKASS, YOU SPILT YOUR FUCKING DRINK ON ME!"

The guy at fault yelled over the music towards Dave,

"It was your fault, so deal bro."

The guy seemed to turn red in anger the party he was with seemed to just now realize he was gone because they came running back all eleven of them. A tall lanky guy with long wild hair and clown makeup on game up behind the short tempered one.

"Hey Karbro chill man, stop ruining this place of miracles with your anger."

The tall one placed a hand on Karbro's shoulder which was immediately shrugged off,

"FUCK NO! THIS ASSWIPE NEEDS TO GO DOWN!"

By this time most of his party went off their own ways shaking their heads like this was a common occurrence.

"Karbro, shooosh. You know TZ won't like it that you fought instead of embracing the miracles."

Karbro glared at Dave and was about to yell something else when a girl, a few inches taller than him with raven black hair and slender red specs walked up. She wore an odd combination of red and teal clothes that strangely went along well with the eat shit smile on her face.

"Karkat, are you fighting again?"

"N-no I'M NOT!"

She laughed,

"Thanks Gamzee I got it from here." The clown laughed and walked away commenting about how the music was a fucking miracle to his ears, "Karkat I can smell that your lying."

Karkat grumbled something that Dave couldn't hear but apparently it was the right thing to say for the girl let him go before turning her red specs on to Dave.

"Hi there! Sorry about him, he's still pissed off that I dragged him here."

Dave said nothing but extended his hand, he held it there for quite awhile before pulling it back.

"Names Strider, Dave Strider."

She laughed, "Terezi…" she leaned in closer to him, "You know you smell real good? Like the color Red almost."

"Yeah I'm wearing a red suit can't you see that?"

She took a step back as if offended, "No…. I can't see dumbass. That's why the cane."

Dave was mentally tearing out his hair and face palming himself, "Nice Strider. Insult the good looking dame…. Smart."

"Sorry about that, I didn't know." She laughed and smiled all her teeth showing.

"Its fine well I have to go Karkat will start worrying."

"Will I see you again?"

"Someday." With that she walked off disappearing into the crowd.

"Who the fuck was that? Strider…. You didn't even get her number….. Smooth. Soo smooth…" Groaning Dave stood up and looked through the crowd one last time; his search coming up empty Strider threw in the towel and left for his lonely apartment.

A/N: Thanks for reading I apologize for the mistakes I'm self editing. So yeah leave a comment, favorite me or the story follow it. OR SOMETHING! –Kynita Vetnar-