Karkat jumped at the unexpected commotion, almost dislodging his glasses. He hastily shoved them back onto his face. Squealing car tires and wailing sirens drew his attention to the chaos down the street.

Fuck. Really? Really? Right as he was returning to the city. For the first time in over what, three sweeps? Like hell he was going to stick around and get caught up in whatever horseshit that bitch lady fate had decided to unload into his hot little hands this time; she could take it right back and shove it up her heinous leaking misfortune orifice. He had an agenda. An important agenda. He wasn't prepared to risk that.

He lowered his head even further and sped up, attempting to quickly and quietly vacate the scene.