A/N: so I'm not sure if I'm going to keep introducing characters. Again, I really enjoy hearing ideas from you guys and it's really helpful :3
Karkat threw open the car door and slid in with a huff, then pulling the door close with a loud slam. His dad turned around sharply.
"Did I ask you to destroy this car?" he snapped.
"Did I ask you to fucking talk to me?!" Karkat retorted with an icy glare. His dad huffed angrily, but turned back around and backed out of the school parking lot. Karkat stared out the window, fuming. He just needed to get home, needed to get to the comfort of friends and not his douchebag of a dad. He sighed. He had made it through the first week, no, he had survived the first week and only barely. Only by the help of the people he met. That dorky computer geek, Sollux, was probably his closest friend. Maybe it was because they both hated their fuckass dads, or maybe it was because they had similar Marks on their wrists, except Karkat's was the sign for Cancer, the crab. Sometimes he wished he had cancer. Karkat leaned his head against the window, his breath fogging up the clear glass. As soon as the car pulled into his driveway, Karkat leapt out and walked briskly into the house, not even looking at his dad. He stormed into his bedroom, threw his backpack down, and logged onto his computer. A new message was open already.
twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]
TA: 2up kk?
CG: HEY SOLLUX.
TA: what'2 goiing on?
CG: I WANT TO THROW A FUCKING AXE AT MY DAD'S HEAD.
CG: SERIOUSLY.
TA: beliieve me, ii get that feeliing a lot two.
CG: WELL BESIDES MY DAD BEING A DOUCHEBAG, I GUESS EVERYTHING'S GOOD.
TA: well, aa 2aiid ye2.
CG: REALLY?
TA: 2ort of.
TA: 2he 2aiid that 2he liike2 me, but 2he thiink2 we need 2ome tiime two get two know each other better.
CG: MAKES SENSE.
CG: I GUESS I'M FUCKING HAPPY FOR YOU OR WHATEVER.
TA: thank2
TA: well, ii have two fiiniish my homework
twinArmageddons [TA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]
Karkat sighed and closed his laptop. There was a bang on his door.
"Karkat, you in there?" his father yelled.
"Why do you fucking care?!" Karkat shouted back obnoxiously. He heard his dad huff in annoyance.
"I'm going out. You better get your homework done." Karkat rolled his eyes. 'Going out' was his dad's term for going to the bar and getting totally wasted and then coming home the next morning.
"Fuck you," was Karkat's only reply. He heard his dad stomp out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
Karkat lay down on his bed with his arms stretched out, staring up at the gray ceiling. A single tear dripped down and splashed on his mattress.
He closed his eyes, letting the peaceful darkness engulf him.