Markiplier X Reader

Chapter 11

I woke up the next morning, still on the couch, and decided to take a look around my apartment, since I haven't yet. The living-room had a black couch, a decent sized coffee-table, a TV, a TV stand, and the carpet all throughout the apartment was soft and a tanish color. The kitchen was attacked to the living-room and ever though it was small, it was big enough to serve it's purpose. It held a refrigerator with a freezer attacked, a stove/oven combo, a microwave, a toaster-oven, a dishwasher, a sink and plenty of cabinets and cuborads. There was a short hallway that held three rooms. The closest one was a bathroom and that held a shower, bathtub, toilet, sink, and cabinet. The other two rooms were bedrooms. Each had a queen sized bed, a nightstand, a closet with a sliding mirrors, and the walls were a soft blue. There was also a small window in each room.

I chose the bedroom closest to the living-room and began to hang my clothes in the closet. Once done, I set my bag and guitar on my bed. I grabbed my notebook and pencil and went to the couch in the living-room. Before lead could hit paper, my phone rang. I set my stuff on the coffee table and answered the phone.

"Hello, y/n l/n speaking."

"Yes y/n. I didn't introduce myself yesterday. My name is Jessica Gorgan. I'm the librarian you talked to yesterday."

"Oh hello Miss Gordan. How are you?"

"I'm doing great. Anyway, are you ok with working at 7-3 on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday?"

"Yeah. I am. When do you want me to come in?"

"You can start this coming Sunday. Also the uniform you need is just a white blouse and either dress pants or a skirt."

"Ok, thank you so much. I'll see you Sunday?"

"See you Sunday."

"Bye." I hung up the phone and went to the calender to write down my schedule. An idea popped in my head. I grabbed my phone and looked for Mark's number.

Should I call him though? He may be having fun with his friends and family but..................Fuck it! Mark would like to know.

I dialed his number and waited.

"Hey y/n, what's up?"

"Mark, I got a job."

"I thought you already had a job as being a writer?"

"Aww thank you Mark. Anyway. I work at the library. I start Sunday."

"Cool. Congrats. What are your hou- Shut up Wade! What are your hours?" I was trying to stifle a laugh as I answered Mark question.

"7-3, I work Sunday, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday."

"Cool. With that schedule we can easily work in Okami."

"Yep, so how are the fans responding to the videos? I have been unable to keep up."

"Oh they love it! A lot of them love all of the tidbits you say about the game. Also how you make sure I don't walk around aimless for hours."

"Mark, I'm sure you wouldn't do that."

"You're right. I would have looked up a walk-through." We shared a laugh before an idea popped into my head.

"What does tumblr think?"

"From what I've seen, they like it. There's fanart of me being Issun, Amaterasu, and even Susano."

"Susano? That's cool. So how's your family?"

"They're doing great."

"Well Mark, I got to go. I'll talk to you later."

"Ok bye y/n" We hung up and I stared at my notebook.

Hmmmmm there's a cafe nearby. I'll go there to write also I need a coffee.

I grabbed my notebook and walked out of my apartment and down ll of the stairs and  began my way down the street.

Sheesh, with all of this walking I'll be a size 0 in no time. Not that I need to be a size 0. I'm healthy the way I am.

Once inside the cafe, my nose was greeted by the smell of strong coffee, peppermint, and pumpkin spice. I ordered a regular coffee and sat at the table near the corner. In the middle of my writing, something caught my eye out of my peripheral vision. I looked up and my eyes widen at what I saw and a smile found it's way to my face.

Lauren.

She was with the same two girls from last time. She was looking around, bored and she gave off this air of not wanting to be with them. Once her eyes met mine, I smiled and waved. She smiled back and gave a smaller wave. The two girls noticed and snickered at each other, almost as though they knew something. I did not like the air around them so I beckoned Lauren. She came over and sat next to me.

"So, how have you been Lauren?"