Who: Pickles the Drummer and Gamzee Makara
When: Backdated to the first week of November.
Where: The boarding house in Sector 4.
Summary:
Following this conversation over the network. Nothing to see here. Just two bros doing sedative slime together. Totally legit.
Warnings: Alien troll drugs and the effects that they have (will be revised if anything specific/worth mentioning happens).
On some minute level, Pickles realizes he should've felt weirder about this. He hasn't done drugs with a thirteen year-old since he was...well, since he was thirteen years old, which was a very long time ago. But it wasn't exactly going up to some kid's room to smoke schwag from a bong made out of a soda can, trying to scrape together a high while listening to Deep Purple. He wasn't sure this slime shit would even work on human beings, but damn it, he was going to try it and find out. He hasn't been this excited for something since that time Nathan made them watch that documentary and he found out about Yopo.
That's why he took the trip out to Sector 4 and is currently standing in front of the massive-looking boarding house. He knocks on the door, stuffs both his hands inside the pockets of his
hoodie, and waits for a response.