Literature
.: Reader x Sober!Gamzee: Moirailigence Fluff :.
"Gaaaaaaaamgaaaaaaaaaaaam-"
Your name is ___ ___, and you have a tendency to call your moirail, Gamzee Makara, Gamgam.
Well, or Gamgam with various amounts of stretched vowels.
You and he were at the park, and, as far as you were concerned (what, being on a swing and all), he was nowhere to be found.
"Yeah bro?" Gamzee's call answered you.
You looked around your environment:
Trees, bushes, grass for miles, a sidewalk, children playing on slides n shit...
No Gamzee.
"...ARE WE DOING HIDE AND SEEK AGAIN?!"
"Maybe. (o:"
"Goddamnit-" you muttered, hopping off the swing you were on to look for your clown-of-a-moirail.
You, right away, s