A short one shot, about Karkat talking to a stranger about the color yellow.
Yellow. The kind of yellow that reminds you of a daisy, something bright and cheery. Or possiably, this yellow was like mustard, but in a good way. Like, at a family cook out, and you put mustard on your burger while your favorite cousin tells a funny joke about how the color reminds him of something stupid, that you won't ever be able to remember what he said, but because of it, you have a very fond memory of mustard.
Yeah, something like that.
Or maybe, I'm wrong. Maybe I'm just ranting on and on, about how this color reminds me of a guy I once knew. A guy that was very silly, a guy that kinda reminds me of you. But then I realize, your just a stranger in a bar, and I'm just going to finish my beer and walk away, feeling a little less lonely then when I walked in.
I hope you enjoyed my little random rant. and on that note, I walk. I start to walk away, but I hear you ask for my name.
I just tell you "Karkat." and i pause for a second, before adding, "Yeah, you do remind me of Yellow. But he's someone I can't get back."
And with that, I walk away.