Gamzee was in more of a stupor than usual on his way to breakfast that morning, so much so that his nurse just filled his tray for him. He didn't so much as watch her do it. Before he knew it, he was sitting at a table with a tray in front of him and no memory of how he'd gotten there.

The usual dopey smile wasn't on his face, though his eyes remained heavy-lidded. He didn't really seem upset either, just confused. Something had happened the night before, but he'd be damned if he could remember what it was. All he knew was that it was important, and that it had something to do with the night before last. Unfortunately, the usual drug dosage had been upped that morning, and he was soon distracted by the dishes in front of him.

Soon enough, the smile returned, and he got to thinking that perhaps he should ask about Rose and the others on the bulletin when he got the chance. She always knew what was up.

Their fight went completely forgotten.

[Free]