Regarding Gaarablack's question, the trolls will be included but they will be human. I only wanted to put something small in about them being trolls. That's why Johns tattoo is of troll Vriska ( plus he had a relationship with her in the comic so it made sense to me to make it Vriska )

I open my eyes and find myself in one of my many awkward sleeping positions. My joints ace when I try walk to the kitchen. There are dirty dishes piled up in the sink. I swear they could have their own ecosystems if they get left any longer, i'll have to tell bro to do them. I reach for a pen laying on the counter along with a large scrap of paper and write 'Bro. Dishes.' On it and pin it to the fridge with a magnet. I know for a fact he'll see it if it's on the fridge.

I make breakfast and sit down with it. I have a vague recollection of the dream I had last night. There was this girl and then a guy joined in and we had a weird conversation until Rose came up.

Wait. Hold up.

It wasn't a dream. Yesterday I had met the guy I had went all creeper mode on. His name was John, he was my employers younger adoptive brother and he was nine-teen ( a year less than me ). I was going to Rose's party with them UNINVITED. She will probably kill me by sacrificing my soul in the most horrific way to appease the dark Gods.

I get up and place my bowl in the sink, after years of dirty dishes stacked up you become a master at placing dishes in overcrowded sinks. Hell, there should be awards for this type of shit.

Stop getting distracted brain. Focus on getting ready for work.

I change into my broken record shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. The jeans hugged my ass a bit too close for comfort but whatever I can deal with my butt looking feminine. Entering the bathroom I make a beeline for the gel sitting on the edge of the sink. Its lying open and I notice its not mine when I pick it up. Dirk has got up and ready ( and most likely left ) before mid-day. I had to admit it's worth applauding. The Dirk Strider has successfully left the metaphorical nest when he is not able to function as a proper human being. He must have gone to see his boyfriend or get spare parts for his robots.

I pick up my hair gel and style my platinum blond hair. I don't know how it can stay extremely soft when I put a shit-load of gel in it. Even with the gel in it feels like a fucking cloud. I glance at my eyes, wincing at the site of them. I wonder what it would be like to have normal eyes and not shadow your vision with sunglasses all the time. Maybe I could get a contact lens instead of wearing my aviators? Face it, where the hell will I get a contact the same color of my blue eye? I slowly raise one of my hands to my left eye covering it completely. I stand and stare at my one blue eye and smile slightly. A sharp pain in my chest rises and my eyes start to sting.

I wont cry.

I wont. I will not cry at something so small and stupid. I feel something wet drip off my chin. I lower my hand and stare up at my reflection. I watch as the beads of water roll down my face and drip off my jaw line. I choke down a whine and throw myself away from the sink and back into the bedroom where I grab my shades and thrust them onto my face.

I finish getting ready and head out to my part time job at Jade's Florist.

A short chapter where Dave takes his eyes worse than John.

I'm going to do a filler on why Dirk is out so early for the next chapter.

Shhhhh. Don't tell anyone but I ship DrikJake really hard.

*all the love* :33