lalondelovescatsironically:

cancerous-bite:

==>Finally deciding you were going to hold your breathe and bare with the thought there were millions of annoying nooksniffers all located in that one building and you’d have to deal with it or starve. Lifting his head up he wasn’t greeted by the doors, but instead by a figure, forcefully and surely running into him and knocking him flat on his back.

“Who the fuck was that?” 

==> You hold back the long series of swears that threaten to emerge from your lips because, unforutnately, it is your fault that the person you ran into is now covered in fruit and cocoa powder.

“My apologies, I did not see you,” you explain, sitting up again. Your head is throbbing lightly and you are pretty sure there is a trickle of blood running down your fingers because you scraped your arm when you fell.
 But at least it wasn’t your hands.

“Let me—” you stand and attempt to help him up, but are stopped short because he looks familiar. “Karkat?”

==>Not even paying attention to who knocked you over, you started to dust off yourself before staring up at the voice preparing a slur of cuss words for the unfortunate soul that pushed him over.
 ”You should watch where you’re going fucka-“
==> He stopped, staring up at the familiar person. The angry slightly going down, only slightly.
“Can you not see?”