y/n's pov:
I felt my face heat up so bad as ranboo left the room.
What. Just. Happened.
My heart was fluttering like crazy.
Why do I feel like this?
I decided to just check twitter to see if anything was going on.
Turns out many people wanted I to stream again.
@Mads: when are you going to stream again? @y/n
I replied, saying I would stream soon.
Then I got up and asked ranboo if I could stream.
"Weren't you not feeling well?" he asked.
"Yeahhh." I dragged out the end of the word.
He nodded his head, giving me a cue to keep going.
I couldn't think of anything, so I pulled out the last trick up my sleeve.
"Pleeasseeeeeeee?" I said, pouting. "Pretty pleeeeeeeaaaaaassssseeeee?"
He looked away and sighed. Fine.
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hey! sorry for not posting in a while and for the short chapter. . . I really have no excuse because I've have Monday off, and Tuesday and Wednesday were asynchronous, soooooooo sorry 😐 Anyways, pls stay safe and healthy I care abt you so much and I'm so proud of youuuu :)
-friend💙
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"𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙'𝖘 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊?" ⤷ mr. ranboo
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