[The Day Before Gamzee and Tavros Met]
Gamzee was slumped over his glass, his make up a bit smeared. It had been an almost unrealistically long night.
"Uh, excuse me?" He heard a small voice almost whisper from behind him. He turned in his seat to see who it was. A small girl was peeking over the shoulder of her friend who was visibly shaking.
"Can I help you?" He looked from one girl to the other. Both wore mimics of his makeup.
"Are you Gamzee from ISIS?" The one in front asked.
"Yep. You ladies see the show?" They squeeled quietly.
"Yeah we did! It was amazing!" The one hiding behind her friend said. He grinned at them.
"Hey clown boy!" He heard the familiar call and turned to face Aradia as she made her way toward him.
"Heyya spooky baby." He said, smiling. He turned to the girls standing next to him. "It was nice meeting you girls, but you'll have to excuse me." They shuffled away giggling.
The red head sat down beside him and the bar tender slide her usual drink up to her.
"Nice job tonight." She smiled.
"Thanks, ghostie." He grinned.
"Something's bothering you, Gam." He cleared his throat and looked down, taking another drink.
"Hey, babe?"
"Whats up?" She sighed.
"Wanna come back to my place?"
"Come on." She said, getting up from the bar. She mouthed 'I'll call you' to Sollux as they left.
They were sprawled on the couch, eyes red, as Aradia poked Gamzee's cheek with her toe.
"Hey Gamz, let me brush your hair." She mumbled, grabbing the brush from the table and sitting up. Gamzee got up and turned his back to her.
"Shit, sis, all we ever do is brush each others' hair. I'm not sayin' it's in the motherfucking wrong or nothing, but that ain't what I invite you back here for."
"Gamz, babe, I'm dating Sollux and you know that."
Gamzee grumbled as Aradia pulled at his hair with the brush.
"So what's bothering you, baby boy?"
"What do you mean?"
"You only invite me over when something's up."
"AIn't nothing up, Arababe."
Aradia stopped running the brush through his hair.
"Gamzee." She said sternly.
"Okay, ghostie, there's this boy." He groaned, turning to face her.
"A boy! What kinda boy?" She said, excited.
"A cute one."
"Those are the best kind!" She giggled.
"He's the cutest little motherfucker I've ever seen, ghostie girl."
"Ya got the hots for him, Gammy?" She laughed, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Guess so, babe." He sighed.
"I want aaalllll the details, baby boy."
"He works at the library by my place."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, and I go in as often as I can just to motherfucking see him."
"Aw, Gamz." She smiled.
"I haven't actually talked to him yet though." He sighed.
"You should talk to him tomorrow! Go in and make sure he's at the desk or whatever and get some intelligent looking book or whatever. He'd be all for it!"
"You think so, babe?"
"I know it, Gamz."