I woke up as I was being shoved to the floor. As I realized what was going on, I yelled as my butt came into contact with the wooden floor. "HOLY TH'HIT, KK! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Perfect way to start the day, with a huge bruise on my ass. Karkat bolted out of his bed and left the room as fast as he could. What was his problem? I stood up and my blanket slid from my lap. Oh yeah, I forgot I was naked. Wait what? Why was I in Karkat's bed? I pulled on a pair of boxers and sat down on my bed, remembering what has transpired the night before.

I remembered Karkat flipping the fuck out last night over the storm, and getting up to calm him down. I guess somewhere in there I must've gotten into his bed with no clothes on and fell asleep? What the fuck. Why didn't I just sit with him until he fell asleep and got back in my bed? I could have at least put some shorts on. I leaned back on my headboard and looked up at the ceiling. It was nice though. I had never slept next to anyone before, and it felt great to be able to feel his skin brush against mine. The rhythmic rise and fall of his breaths were soft and peaceful. Again, what the fuck. Why am I thinking this, especially about Karkat. He's just my asswad of a friend.

I stand up and locate my glasses, which were still on my bedside table. I slide them on as Karkat pushes open the door. His hair and chest were wet, so he must've just gotten out of the shower. "KK, I didn't mean to fall athleep like that, I thwear." Hopefully he would believe me and not think that I was some sort of perv. He doesn't talk, he just continues over to his dresser and pulls out some boxers and a shirt. Why wasn't he talking to me? We just got over that whole pissy thing last night. "KK, don't ignore me. Thith thilent thhit ith getting old." I crossed my arms and waited for him to reply.

"I'm not ignoring you, assface..Can you just shut up and let me get dressed?" He sounded like he usually did. He didn't have an angry tone in his voice so I just assumed he wasn't, but there was still a question I needed an answer to.

I looked down at my feet and asked, "Tho um…" I tried to think of the best way to word the question. "Did you… thee anything?"

"OH MY FUCK, SHUT THE HELL UP AND GET THE FUCK OUT SO I CAN DRESS!" I look up just in time to catch the pillow he threw at me. I just roll my eyes and throw the pillow on the floor as Karkat's mom bursts in, without knocking of course.

"Karkat, darling, I-" He replies before she can finish her sentence.

"Mom, can you please not. I'm trying to get dressed."

She laughs a little and closes the door, leaving a crack to talk through. "I just wanted to propose an idea." Karkat sighs and twirls his finger around, which I assume means for me to turn around while he gets dressed. I do, and Karkat's mom starts speaking again. "Well,I was at the library and a kind woman there asked if I knew anyone who would be willing to work there. I told her about you and she wanted to know if you wanted to work at the library! Sollux could also work with you, if you wanted." I've never had a job before, but it sounds like a good way to get some money. I turn around to face Karkat as he was putting his pants on.

"Why the hell not, that's any boy's dream to work at a library toward the end of summer!" He sounded a little irritated when he spoke, which annoyed his mother, so I translated what he said with a more polite tone

"KK and I would be thrilled to work at a library, Mith Vantath.

She giggles and says, "Oh goody! I can bring you boys down there to fill in an application this afternoon, say about 12ish. Please be ready. See you boys for breakfast!" She slides the door closed and I look back to Karkat.

"What the fuck?"

"What? It'th a job,KK. Money ith good. Money ith life." I sort of smile at him to make sure he knows I'm not angry.

He sighs and pulls his shirt on. "Get dressed, asshole. You are the last fucker I should see like that." Once again, I had forgotten that I only had my underwear on.

"And that'th thuppothed to mean…?" I raised my eyebrow at him, it's not like he hasn't seen my boxers before.

"Nothing…Just put some damn clothes on, please."

I chuckle and walk over to my bag, pulling out a pair of jeans and my favorite shirt. "Only becauthe you thaid pleathe." I slip my pants on and pull my shirt over my head, walking to the door as Karkat's mom calls us for breakfast.