Soda Cans 2 Sollux looked around. Karkat's house was pretty small overall. He followed him up the driveway and into the living room. His mom wasn’t in there at the moment. He looked around quietly before running to a door at the end of the hall. Sollux followed. He shut and locked his bedroom door behind him. His room wasn’t as big as Sollux’s but it wasn’t too small either, just cozy.More Like This
Sollux looked around the room at everything while Karkat dug through his dresser to pick out clothes which he tossed into a duffle bag. His bed was messy like Sollux’s, blanket tossed haphazardly across it and pillows arranged whichever way was most comfy to his current needs. His floor was covered in clothing and his desk was covered in plates and cups and Coke cans.
Sollux looked over at his dresser. His clothes were unfolded and thrown in whichever drawer had room. His closet was full of absolutely nothing on hangers and everything on the floor. Of course, he was
Soda Cans 1 Ten. That was box number ten; hand-delivered to his room by him. He stood taller, hands going to his hips and pulling his back into alignment. He took a deep breath and let it out before turning to the door. He really was sick of carrying boxes up here. It was such boring work. He went to the bare window and looked out into the front yard. The sun beat down today like it hadn’t in a long time. Or maybe it was just like that here. He certainly hoped not. Every inch of metal he could spot from his window was white hot and glinting sunlight into every corner, leaving shadows nowhere to be seen.More Like This
He dragged himself downstairs and out the front door walking down the sidewalk and to the moving van. He walked up the ramp and met with a mover that was pulling his mattress out of the back. He grabbed one end and wordlessly helped him carry it into the house and up the stairs to his room. It was put in the corner and the mover left the room, hopefully going back to the van to