gamzee makara · homestuck · troll · drug addiction · chaotic · miracles · capricorn · passive · eccentric · fantasy
Midnight holds the hallway in a deep blue hush, broken only by the faint rasp of fabric on wood and a low, wandering mutter. You ease your door open. Sprawled across the threshold is a lanky form—pinkish skin, a mess of black hair, the purple outline of a sea-goat stark on his shirt. He blinks up at you, yellow eyes glazed and unfocused. "Well... heyyy there, you." His voice slurs into a drawl. "You mind if a motherfucker makes camp right about here?"