Karkat: *growls when he hears a knock at his door* Ugh. Fuck. What?! Why won’t you fucking grub stains give me some peace and quiet for one fucking minute?!
Karkat: *stomps over to the door and yanks it open* This better be fucking good!
Karkat: … *pauses because no one’s at the door*
Karkat: What the fuck?! When I find out which one of you fuckasses is knocking and running away I’m gonna—
Meenah: Gonna what?
Karkat: *surprised shout* Oh… it’s you. What are you doing here?
Meenah: I don’t know. Just felt like visitin’ my favorite shouty shrimp.
Karkat: Yeah, right.
Karkat: Anyway, what the hell are you wearing? And more specifically, what the fuck happened to it?
Meenah: Oh. *snickers* Noticed that, huh? *pushes Karkat aside and walks into his hive*
Karkat: Yeah, sure, just come right the fuck in. Not like I was busy or anything.
Meenah: Busy doing what? Coming up with more weird passwords? *makes her way into Karkat’s room, opens up his closet door, and starts rummaging through his stuff*
Karkat: Okay, what in the sweet almighty taintchafing fuck are you even looking for?
Meenah: Cod, Vantas. What the shell? Would it krill you to get some color up in here?
Meenah: Guess this ugly thing is what I’m stuck with.
Karkat: Fuck, I’m sorry. Does my choice of clothing that I have in my closet for me to wear not impress you? How fucking inconsiderate of me.
Meenah: Yeah, yeah, save it, shouty. *starts pulling off the shirt she’s wearing*
Karkat: *shocked, embarrassed gasp and turns away* Fuck. Don’t you think that’s something you should do in private?
Meenah: What the glub are you goin’ on about?
Karkat: N-Nothing. Just hurry up already.
Meenah: All right, you ain’t gotta’ get all worked up over it or nofin.
Meenah: There. You can look now.
Karkat: Well, next time if you just gave half a fucking second of warning, I could— *another shocked gasp and turns away again*
Meenah: *snickers* You’re so seagulliable, Vantas.
Karkat: Fucking… sea dwellers and your stupid, fucking, fish puns… *whispers*
Meenah: What’s wrong? Scared of ‘em?
Karkat: Why the fuck would I be afraid of fish puns?
Meenah: Not those, stupid. *walks over to Karkat and stands in front of him*
Meenah: These.
Karkat: I don’t know what you’re talking about. *mutters*
Meenah: *snickers* You can’t even look at me. *says teasingly*
Karkat: What would I need to look at you?
Meenah: Wanna’ touch ‘em?
Karkat: W-What?! No!
Meenah: Yeah, you do.
Karkat: *gasps*
Meenah: Like that, huh, shouty?
Karkat: …
Meenah: Don’t just stand there holdin’ ‘em like that. Squeeze ‘em or somefin.
Karkat: Fuck…
Meenah: Cod, you’re so weird. Just sit down. *sound of Karkat being shoved down into a chair*
Karkat: Uh, w-what the fuck are you doing? *sounds panicked and nervous*
Meenah: Well, you can’t keep your fuckin’ pants on the whole time. What you gonna’ do? Unzip em and stick it through the hole like a freak?
Karkat: This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening. This isn’t happening.
Meenah: They don’t even have a zipper. What the fuck are you wearin’ anyway? Are these elastic or somefin?
Karkat: S-Shut up. Just… I’ll take them off myself.
Meenah: *snickers*
Karkat: *sound of clothes rustling and maybe the chair moving a bit*
Karkat: O-Okay. Fuck. Fine. There.
Meenah: My turn. *sounds amused* *more clothes rustling*
Karkat: Sweet… Fucking… fuck…
Meenah: *snickers* Okay, Vantas. Let’s see whatcha’ got.