[Right before your eyes, eight pink, thick fingers wrap around the edge of the bed. Then, slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, Gamzee's horns inch into view. No black, tangled masses of hair accompany them, however. Just smooth, slightly greasy strands of blond, followed by wide blue eyes, the whites laced with indigo]
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[Right before your eyes, eight pink, thick fingers wrap around the edge of the bed. Then, slowly, slowly, ever so slowly, Gamzee's horns inch into view. No black, tangled masses of hair accompany them, however. Just smooth, slightly greasy strands of blond, followed by wide blue eyes, the whites laced with indigo]
[ S T A R I N G ]
[Right into your eyes]
[Right into your soul]