You would go to your room, in fact that was what you were planning to do, but you get a little sidetracked when you pass by Roxy's room. The door is open a crack and you can hear voices from the inside. You are not usually one to eavesdrop, so you do not know what would ever compel you to do this, but you peek through the crack anyway.

Your mom—you mean Roxy is sitting on her bed next to Dave's bro—you mean Dirk, and is leaning her head against his shoulder. His arm is draped around her.

"I know." She says.

She closes her eyes and sighs.

"I know."

They stay like that for quite a while, so you decide to stop eavesdropping and let them have their peace. It seems you have witnessed the end of what is sure to have been a particularly eventful and emotional feelings jam. It's too bad you didn't happen upon the two of them a little bit earlier. You could have witnessed some pretty complicated and interesting emotions. But you suppose it's for the best. It would have been unfortunate if you had accidentally seen something you weren't supposed to.

You continue on to your room as you had planned. You sit down on your bed and take up your knitting. You have been especially careful to keep this project hidden whenever your mom comes around.

You knit a few rows before you get a pesterchum notification on your laptop. You set down your knitting to answer it, rolling your eyes as you do. Everyone is still in the habit of contacting each other through pesterchum even though you are never more than a couple rooms away.

- grimAuxiliatrix [GA] began trolling tentacleTherapist [TT] at 16:32 –

GA: Have You Acquired Any Information Regarding The Events That Took Place This Morning?

TT: It's nice to hear from you too Kanaya. I feel like it has been forever since we've had an actual conversation.

GA: I Do Not Understand What You Mean. We Were Talking Only Yesterday. We Made Cupcakes With The Jane Human.

TT: Yes. And the day before that we played role-playing games with Nepeta and Terezi. And before that we helped Dave and the Mayor with can town.

GA: Did You Not Enjoy That? I Thought You Were Fond Of Can Town.

TT: Kanaya, I can only tolerate buildings made of cans for so long. I want to actually spend time with my girlfriend.

TT: Even now you are trolling me instead of talking to me face to face.

GA: I Do Not Understand What You Are Implying.

TT: Kanaya. You are avoiding me. And I intend to find out why.

GA: …

TT: Your finish crumbs will not suffice as explanation.

You wait patiently for her response. A good ten minutes pass while you wait. A knock sounds on your door. You elect to ignore it so that you may continue your conversation with Kanaya.

"Mom?" A voice calls out from the other side of the door.

You decide Kanaya can wait.

TT: I must go. We will finish this later.

- tenticalTherapist ceased pestering grimAuxiliatrix –

You quickly shut your laptop and shove your knitting under the bed where you hide it along with a few other things. You open the door and let your mom in. She goes over to your bed and stretches out across it, face down.

"Is everything alright?" You ask, sitting down beside her. She sighs into the comforter.

"Yea. A little drama, but it's no biggie." She says. "I just want to take my mind off of it for a while."

"I'm assuming that means you are not up for a feelings jam?"

You are a little disappointed that she decided to confide in Dirk instead of you, but understand that there are some matters that girls do not wish to discuss with their mothers. You of all people would be sympathetic to this.

Roxy rolls onto her back and smiles at you.

"Nah. Let's do something fun. Just the two of us."

"Do you have anything in particular in mind?" You ask.

She ponders for a moment.

"I was reading about earth back when you and John and Janey and all those peoples lived there and heard that back then you would cut faces in pumpkins. It said you only did it on a certain holiday but seeing as that holiday is probably never going to happen again…"

She trails off, looking at you hopefully.

You feel the overwhelming urge to hug her. You always secretly wanted to carve jack o' lanterns with your mom but every year you would insist that you didn't want her to have to clean up the mess. So you never did.

"I'd love to cut faces in pumpkins with you."

Her face lights up and she pulls you into a hug. You feel your heart throb like it always does when she hugs you.

You never want to let go and you have the feeling she doesn't either.

Gamzee, go back to your respite block

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