A misclick

Hi, Clay

//HI!!!! I'm alive lmao. I'm so so so sorry for not posting in almost a whole ass month, but I was extremely busy with school. In my defense, I finished my first term with straight A's, so it was worth it. Anyways, I have a lot of stuff in my drafts, and I'll spoil yall in the next week. (I will probably end the fanfic like three chapters from now, but it will be worth it.) This one chapter is almost 1700 words long, but don't worry, I'll post the next one later today I think. Cw for mature language once again, and enjoy!//

And here I am. All by myself, in London's airport, waiting to meet my friends. I'm extremely sleep deprived, since I've been busy with packing my bags and planning outfits for the last week or so, and the feeling of an upcoming trip across the world wouldn't let my thoughts rest. I just bought myself a coffee and a blueberry bagel since I didn't get to eat any, and I was enjoying them at my own pace when I get hit with something in the head.

I flinch, looking around confused, curious to see what I got hit with and by who. I look down and I spot a piece if paper folded into a ball. And suddenly, someone grabs me by the waist. What the fuck is even happening?

The person turns my entire body around, and I realize who was the shooter. Wilbur had just arrived, and he decided to make his entrance a bit more spectacular.

'Hello, mlady! How are you doing today?'

'Will...I swear to God you scared the shit out of me.' 'Oh...I'm sorry darling. So...are you ready to go and meet your prince?' 'My what?' 'Dream.'

I pull away from his hands, and I start wheezing. 'Yeah. Ready to meet my green prince. A frog.'

We both start laughing. I really like Wilbur's presence. He's the most comfortable person to spend time with, and also a very good friend. We sit at a table and he order some food as well, and we start waiting for the other 4 members of our group. The gate opens in two hours, so we'll have a lot of time to just sit and stare at each other.

Around one hour later, George, Niki and Eret (who was visiting his folks in England) arrive as well. So that makes the Brits club complete, so we grab our bags and head towards the area of the airport where Fundy's plane is supposed to land. Another hour of waiting, and we meet him as well. We're all in a good mood, being the first time they meet me in person.

It's honestly amazing how 7 months ago they were my idols, and I used to dream of being like them, and now I'm flying with them to Texas.

I start feeling a little anxious, like my place isn't here. Wilbur notices that, and pulls me aside for a minute.

'Y/n...is everything okay?' 'I- uh...yeah. It's just that I don't feel like I belong here. You are all big streamers, you've all known each other for years...It's a little intimidating.' 'Y/n...you know that you're a big streamer as well, right? You have so many amazing fans, that would go to the end and back for you. And you also have a tall gamer boyfriend, with 16 million fans.' I flinch, and look at
him as he bursts into a loud laugh. I slap him playfully across the face, and I feel like I'm a lot better now. By this point, we had 30 minutes left to get to the plane, so we start running across the LCY International Airport.

We manage to catch the plane right in time, and we take our seats. I sit next to Wilbur, Nikki next to Fundy, and George and Eret are one seat apart, on the last row. I have a slight fear of planes, especially long flights, so I rest my head on Wilbur's shoulder, and try to fall asleep.

He plays with my hair, while humming a song from Bo Burnham into my ear.

-time skip cuz im a lazy bitch-

After exactly 10 hours and 30 minutes of resting my ass on a plane chair, we finally land in Texas. We take our bags, Wilbur grabs me by the hand, and start heading towards the inside of the airport, where we were supposed to meet Quackity, Sapnap and BBH.