Hey guys! Yup, I'm back with another fanfiction. Yes, it's Homestuck! How did you guess? Anyhoo, it's pretty much all about the characters I made up. Again, yes, I made some OCs! How do you know all of this?! But, yeah. See if you can guess who's kid this is from the first block of writing. I doubt you can. Anyhoo, I'm distracting you. Read on! :3

Sarrin sighed. The bed creaked as she flung herself onto it back down, hearing her door slam behind her. She stared up at her empty ceiling for a while before reaching into her pocket and pulling out her cigarettes. Koryan really knows how to wear a girl out, she thought. Her friend needed someone to talk to, and Sarrin was good at listening. Koryan had a lot of problems.

Sarrin groped around on the night stand for a lighter; upon finding one, she lit up and took a long drag. She exhaled, imagining all of her stress leaving with the smoke. She already felt less tense. Feeling slightly better, she sat up and opened her window with a push, allowing fresh air to come in. She leaned out the window and continued smoking. Sarrin usually smoked outside her window like this; it kept some of the smell out of her room. Her dad hated her smoking, so she did her best to try and make it less obvious.

Her eyes scanned the suburban view, looking over the neighbourhood that she could see. Just as boring as ever. She finished off her cigarette and continued staring out the window, enjoying the slight breeze until her stomach rumbled.

"I guess that means I need food."
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"Is she fucking smoking again?" he grumbled, catching a whiff of the smoke as he walked in from the patio. His wife followed after him.

"Oh, shut up. It's not like you never had any unsavoury habits. I remember those videos you used to rent. They smelled horrible," she joked.

"Hardee-fucking-har. I keep telling you that you can't smell and taste everything."

"You underestimate my abilities, dear. My eyes may not work, but everything else certainly does," she suggested, wiggling her eyebrows. Her husband hooked an arm around her waist as they stood in the middle of the kitchen. "Everything, huh?" They were about to kiss when-

"You guys are disgusting," Sarrin grumbled, shuffling over to the fridge.

"Sure, we are, dear. Are we really that disgusting?" Terezi asked her husband.

"Oh, of course we are. Scarring our poor little infant for life, aren't we?" Karkat answered. Sarrin rolled her eyes as a light smile tugged at her face. She opened it up and dug around for some sort of nutritional supplement.

"I think I left my water on the back porch. I'll be right back," said her father as he made his exit. Sarrin's mother simply leaned over and sniffed.

"Dear, you really should stop smoking. You know how your father feels about it."

"What about you? How do you feel about it? And it's not like he ever does anything about it."

There was an awkward, tense silence between the two. Sarrin's mother broke it by sighing and finding her way to the counter before leaning back on it.

"We love you very much, you know."

"I love you guys, too. Don't you have a class soon, though?" At that moment, Sarrin's father speed-walked back into the kitchen before digging through the little wooden bowl on the counter for his keys.

"Terezi, we've got to go now if we're gonna make it to your damn class." She laughed.

"Our daughter was just telling me that. Come here, Sarrin, and give momma a kiss." Sarrin obliged and pecked her mother on the cheek, accepting a quick hug from her father, and watched them leave before returning to her hunt through the fridge. She ended up just grabbing an apple and munching on it on her way back up to her books and her bed.
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So is this any good? Just wondering if I should continue this before pulling another chapter out of my ass.

~ Willow has exited.