Note: This is gonna be a multi-chapter story, and I'm lazy so the chapters may be short which I'm sorry about. Basically this is based off of something my girlfriend and I came up with, where four of our favorite characters (John, Dave, Vriska, and Karkat) each have some kind of problem. The story is starting off with Dave and Karkat and John and Vriska come in later. I hope you enjoy!
Dave's POV
Dave Strider sat alone in the bar, looking around. He inwardly sighed as a girl walked up to him and sat next to him. She smiled sweetly at him. She was steady enough to show that she wasn't drunk. Dave smiled back at her and she giggled.
"Hey, what's your name?" She asked him, putting her hand on his chest.
"Dave. What about you?" She grinned at him sliding her fingers across his chest.
"Hannah." She said, she looked at him through her eyelashes. Dave gave a sort of smirk at her and she kissed him,
Here we go again... He thought to himself. He wished he didn't always do this. Why didn't he just push her away? Why didn't he just stop? He didn't know how. This was just something that kept happening. It helped him drown out the pain. Getting drunk and flirting with girls helped him forget that horrible night when he'd lost everything he ever knew. He kissed her back, trying to block out the memories. He pulled away when he heard somebody snort. He looked around. A couple seats away a boy, about his age, was shaking his head. Dave raised his eyebrows as the guy spoke up.
"Why don't you do everyone a favor and get a room?" He said in a crabby tone. "Not everyone wants to see you sucking face." Dave flipped him off.
"You don't have to watch us, asshole." He said coolly. Hannah looked at Dave an innocent look that he knew was fake.
"We could go to my house." She said. Dave forced a smile.
"Sure."
Karkat's POV
Karkat watched them leave the bar in disgust and took another drink of his beer. He hated seeing stuff like that. Couldn't they respect the fact that some people just want to get shit-faced and pretend that everything was fucking dandy, without seeing a couple people mack on each other? It drove him crazy. He just wanted to get drunk or high or something and just forget about everything. The problem was the aftermath. First off, his brother would lecture him for hours. Second, he'd usually have a huge hangover. It sucked. He wished that everything could be fine. Oh well. He took another drink and sighed.
*The next morning*
Karkat woke up to see his older brother staring down at him, his usually impassive face contorted in fury. Fuck. This wasn't going to be good.
"I specifically told you to not get drunk anymore!" He yelled. "And then you come home completely drunk!" Karkat winced.
"Kankri, I have a headache, can you not fucking yell?" He snapped. Kankri glared at him.
"Who's fault is it that you have a headache?"
"The beer's." He said sarcastically.
"Funny." Kankri said, narrowing his eyes. "Want to know what else is funny? You're being kicked out." Karkat's eyes widened.
"WHAT THE FUCK, KANKRI!?" Karkat yelled. Kankri crossed his arms.
"You heard me. You can pack up, and then you're leaving. Until you can get you're drinking under control, you can't come back." Karkat stared at him open-mouthed. Where would he go? Kankri stalked out of the room leaving Karkat in silence.