It's been a few days since you last heard from Gamzee in any way, shape or form. So, knowing about his, well... sopor problem as well as his absent lusus, you decide to go check on him to make sure he hasn’t completely fried his thinkpan.

You open his unlocked front door and promptly step into a sopor slime pie. You groan, take your shoes off and wander into his hive. You find him in his respiteblock, staring out of his window with a pie on his lap. He smiles droopily. "Hey, man. What's all motherfuckin' happening?"

“Gamzee, what the hell? No one’s heard from you in weeks!” You reply, crossing your arms. You’re upset he made you worry, but even more about how chill he seems about the whole thing. “Two weeks?” He looks confused. “I was just sitting here and lettin’ all those motherfucking miracles happen in my head, brother.” He was just spacing out. For two weeks. Of course.