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"alright chat! I think that wraps up my first day on the dream smp! thanks so much to dream for inviting me, and thank you to gray for showing me around. I love you all more than I love grayson, later skaters!"

I help up a heart to my webcam momentarily before hitting the end stream button in my first moniter. I sat back in my green and white gaming chair and sighed, "you trip over your words alot when we stream mr.tounge tied" I said chuckling. I heard a laugh from the other end, "that's mr.bedwars to you."

purpled. grayson. my best friend. also I kinda spaced the introduction, my name is y/n, I'm 17 years old and I live in manhattan, nyc. I live in a small but spacious apartment with my big brother schlatt. I go to mahogany high, home of the thunderbirds. I'm in my senior year, and I want nothing more than to get the fuck out of here. I got my acceptance letter from adelphi university recently, and I have my whole life figured out. I was too move into a dorm with grayson for my freshman year if collage, concidering he's going to adelphi too, but as of right now, 409.4 miles seperates us.

"y/n? earth to y/n? you okay?" grayson's voice snapped me back into reality, "hm? I'm here." he chuckled and took off his hoodie. "I said, I'm sending your care package tomorrow, sorry it's late." ever since grayson and I become friends, we send each other monthly care packages and are on the phone pretty much 24/7. "I'll be looking out for it." I said smiling. just then my phone seemed to scream at me from my bed, "I'll be back!" I muted and ran over to it.

jshit🤢 is calling...

"sup big brother?" "what do you want from McDonald's?" I chuckled lightly, "just a McChicken is fine, thanks" "alright, I'll be home in a bit, we should watch rick and morty." he said, clearly distracted, "alright, sounds good, later" "bye y/n!" as I put my phone in the pocket of my grey sweats, I smiled. I think a lot of people look at schlatt like he's a bad guy because of his dsmp character, but he's just a big softie in real life.

"look who's back" grayson said with a smile as warm as the sun, "hey Mr.tounge tied." he just rolled his eyes is response, "hey, fall break is next week, I was thinking about-" just as he started, schlatt walked into my room, "Y/NNNN" he yelled as attempted to kick the door in, "schlatt, be gental, I still live here for 9 more months." "ew, I can't wait to turn your room into a movie theater!" he said with a chuckle, "I'll be in the living room, don't take to long or the food will get cold." he said, walking out and closing the door behind him. I turned back to my computer, "what were you saying gray?" he was looking at his phone with one hand on the back of his neck, "oh, I'll tell you later, have fun with your brother though! text me later?" he said, a smile tugging at the sides of his lips, "you know it tounge tied" I said smiling and ending the call.

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"took you long enough." my brother said, fake scoffing and scooting over on the couch, "shush, your just mad you don't have friends" "y/n, if it weren't for my glorious fame, you'd be nothing" he said, poking my side, "ok mr.'y/n can you join my stream, I need clout'" I said smiling "just shut up and watch the show will ya?" he replied, pointing to our favorite episode of rick and morty the vat of acid episode

after watching a few episodes of rick and morty, we headed to our rooms. I got to decorate my room myself-

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schlatt always picked on me for my choices, but I didn't really care. he would always send me those memes of the tapestry's with the twinkle lights. moving on, I had a song I wanted to send grayson.

-grayson pov-

after ending the call with y/n, I went out into my living room to be greeted with my dad. (idk anything about grayson, but for the sake of the story he has two dad's) "hey kiddo! whatcha up to tonight?" "hi dad, nothing much, I actually just got off the phone with y/n" I heard my dad's husband travis yell from the kitchen, "is that the girl your always talking about?" I felt my face turn red. travis and my dad has been married for pretty much my whole life, and adopted me when I was young, and I loved them more than anything, "yes trav, that one." my dad said from next to me.

people always ask me how I tell them apart. well, there's travis, my dad's husband, who I call pop, and then mark, my dad, who I call dad. the reason I'm closer to mark, is because when he adopted me they weren't married. "pop, what's for dinner?" I asked, trying to change the subject, but also receiving a chuckle from my dad, "orange chicken and rice! it's a new recipe so you're gonna have to tell me if you like it or not!" he said, platting the delicious looking food.

well my parents chatted in the background, I got a text from y/n.

purpleds favorite girl

|hey Mr. tounge tied, look what I found
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she made that her name the first time we met, and I never changed if, definitely not because it's true. no. I have a girlfriend. mhm. I opened the attachment to find a song.

I decided to just listen to it while I was in the shower later, when I got a text from Kate.

kate

|hey babe! fall break is coming up! I was wondering if you wanted to come to texas with my family?

I was, torn, to say the least.
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