Finally, you've gotten a moment alone with Gamzee. You look into his eyes. And He looks down to your chest. He begins to reach towards it, nonchalantly squeezing your boob with a blank stare.
"honk," He says in that laid-back, scruffy voice that you find just plain hot. You might even say, hellaciously hot.
Turned on, you begin to take off your clothes in front of the not-so-attentive troll. Gamzee looks up at you, as though he has an idea, and produces a set of chains and shackles from his sylladex. He begins to herd you toward the wall, grinning like an idiot who doesn't even know where he is or what he is doing. He chains you up to the wall and looks at your completely revealed body for a bit.
His eyes start to go blank.
Almost as if he's,
Zoning out.
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It appears he's forgotten what he was doing.
"HONK" The clown shouts. Gamzee leaves the room, leaving you naked and chained to a wall.
You begin to rethink your decisions.