(April 8th)
As you were driving, you stopped at a red light, and began observing the streets. To your left, you saw a group of twelve kids of multiple races walking to school. They all looked young, around 13-15 years old. One kid was wearing a masquerade mask and trying to perform what looked like a magic trick, but the others ignored him. One kid was holding a stone head that was, at least from this distance, very well made. There was a boy in a dress that was pestering the skinny boy with the bust, but the skinny kid ignored him while also looking like he wanted to punch him. A girl with curly, dark brown hair punched both of them. You smile a little. You miss your younger days, when you would yell at all of your friends, but they'd just laugh and make you more angry. You think you've matured since then, but you still yell at Gamzee and Kankri constantly.

*HONK HONK BLAAAAAARE*

FUCK. You snap out of your daze and drive quickly. The 20 minute drive here occasionally makes you hungry on the way there, and today was one of those days. Shitfuck. You ignore it and continue driving.

Once you park at the large gray building with clashing yellow doors that you always look forward to, you grab your things and walk through the golden doors. You still have no idea who the fuck made that design choice, but god damn, you're a busy guy. You don't have time to deal with the external color choices of buildings.

You walk into the lobby, where people can wait and talk to one of the staff members and whatnot, you are greeted by all of your co workers standing in front of you. A large banner behind them reads "WELL DONE!". They had brought in a cake that one of your co workers, Jane, had made and holy shit you want some.
You feel like a teenage school girl on PMS right now. At this point you don't really care, since you've been craving something sweet for quite some time and you haven't had the time to buy something with sugar in it that wasn't fucking Faygo. You absently note that the stock poster to your right is skyrocketing.

Apparently, your coworkers wanted to surprise you for your big accomplishment. And god fucking damn, they won't let you tell the truth. When you said that this wasn't just your accomplishment, since, you know, it fucking wasn't, they just laughed and told you to stop being modest and enjoy the party. You sigh and think 'Fuck it'. The owner of Prospit, Ms. Dolor, said that you can work if you want to, but there isn't anything specific you really HAVE to work on. You decide that after eating some cake, you'll get straight to doing your job. You grab a slice and scarf it down before cleaning your shit and heading toward the door to the lab. Most of the people who had been in the lobby had scattered, although some of them are just taking their sweet ass time chatting away. Some girls that work there are giggling away and talking about something you couldn't be bothered to remember. You're about to open the lab door before a girl named Jade walked up to you, smiling.

"Hey Karkat! So... Since there isn't really anything to do today, I'm inviting people for drinks, on me! Think you can join? I mean, you are the one who's basically led to the cure for cancer and all. I think you deserve something for all of this, although, you did seem to enjoy that cake a whole lot!" She giggled. Jade gave you a list of who's coming, which consisted of her brother, John, two people you've heard about who don't work here named Rose and Dave, Tavros (wait, he drinks? Huh.), a lawyer that you're friends with, Terezi, and the daughter of Ms. Dolor, Kanaya. Jade said you can bring someone else if you want, so you might go and bring Gamzee along so you can-

Wait.

What the fuck is wrong with you? You JUST TOLD YOURSELF EARLIER THAT YOU WERE GOING TO WORK. Who the hell drinks this early, anyway? Hmm, but it's been a while, you guess.

What do you do?

Karkat: SKIP WORK.
or
Karkat: REFUSE OFFER.

((Ok, so now the story is going to branch off into sections. The next two chapters will both be the third chapter, just Karkat either skipping work or refusing. The chapters will have the same names as the choices above. Sorry about taking a month to actually update this, this chapter is absolutely horrible. So yeah, sorry :|. The kids at the beginning of this chapter are the OCs I was talking about. They don't really do much, and you won't really get them unless you know about them *Cough*SYDNEY*Cough*. Actually, they do absolutely jack shit other than die, so yeah. Their names aren't going to be said outright, but I can give details about them later if you want. See you in the chapter 3's :) ))