[His face was still fixed in the familiar, sleepy grin he always used to wear. For some reason, watching Tavros wring his long locks out, watching the downpour of water fall and splash in a variety of streams onto his porch was so fascinating to Gamzee. He could watch that kid wring his shitty horse mane out all fucking night.]
Ain't no stickler for mother fucking no hoity-toity manners and such noise like what's all that fuckin' is.
[He laughed dreamily, waving a spindly hand at the current state of his house as further proof.]
You come here to get your righteous smoke on, my bro?
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[His face was still fixed in the familiar, sleepy grin he always used to wear. For some reason, watching Tavros wring his long locks out, watching the downpour of water fall and splash in a variety of streams onto his porch was so fascinating to Gamzee. He could watch that kid wring his shitty horse mane out all fucking night.]
Ain't no stickler for mother fucking no hoity-toity manners and such noise like what's all that fuckin' is.
[He laughed dreamily, waving a spindly hand at the current state of his house as further proof.]
You come here to get your righteous smoke on, my bro?