Homestuck Typing Quirks Novels & Stories

like he’s hiding the storm under it. and maybe it’s sick but I wanted to poke at it. so I pulled out my phone, slid it under the table (been doing that since high school, easy muscle memory). thumb hesitating only a second—then I typed it, fast before I could overthink: you look like you’d rather be doing something else with that mouth.

He smirked "So annoying." After that we began to work our work and it turns out that we do it quite fast. Sometimes he types and I check the paper and we switch our part. "You tired?" He asked, I'm sleepy to be honest and I need some sleep. I shook my head "Go home, I'll finish this." He said and I shook my head "It's just a little bit more." I said and he smacked my forehead with his index and thumb "Go.Home." He spelled it and I glared at him

My thumb graze over the alphabets on the keyboard, the speed matching that of my breathing pace: "are you out of your mind? You think it's easy?!" I close my eyes, draw a breath in then erase what I had just typed. <"Tomorrow? Why? That's a short notice. You know I can't get my hands easily on that..i need time,"> Three dotes display at the left side of my text showing he's replying... <"It's that urgent. You should be able to prod him to give you details. It's you after all,> Me? A scoff burst out of my mouth in unbelief.

Estelle meant something or nothing. I typed Tuesday at 3 works and deleted it. Too casual. Typed I have availability Tuesday 3pm or Thursday 10am and deleted that too because it sounded like an automated booking system. Typed Hi Harrison and stared at those two words for a full minute, my fingers hovering, then deleted everything and started over. Tuesday 3pm or Thursday 10am. Let me know which suits. My thumb kept hitting wrong letters and I had to retype suits three times before I got it right, and I finally pressed send and put the phone face-down on the mattress and pressed both palms over my eyes.