Chapter Two

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Quackity's POV

I couldn't help but let out a groan of annoyance as I talk through with my insurance company about what happened. I was told that everything would be taken care of as Hazel wouldn't be pressing charges (is this how that works?). I sighed no matter how pretty she is, she's no worth going to court over, I couldn't help but wonder how I could see her again though?

"Maybe, she watches my streams and will reach out," I mutter to myself filling up the silence of my room. A couple of minutes later, I was pulled from my thoughts by the sound of my discord. I groan and get off my bed, I head over to my computer when I realize that it's Phil pining me, I hope in a vc and he join.

"What's up, old man?" I snicker as I can only assume he rolls his eyes.

"The car accident? Are you ok?" He asks, ignoring the old comments.

"What about it?" I ask, leaning back in my chair, I pull off my beanie so I can run my fingers through my hair.

"Was it bad, what happened?"

"No just a fender bender, and I was distracted," I say, snickering to myself.

"Not a laughing matter Big Q," he says.

"Bend-her I barely know her," I say, making myself laugh, which made Phil groan in frustration.

"You said you were distracted, was it us? Or?" he pushes, drawing out the or, hoping I would answer.

"It was a mix of you both and something else," I admit

" What was the something?"

"God, you're acting like a dad, Dadza," I snicker.

"Bruuuuuuuh, mate I'm just trying to help you."

"I was distracted by a girl, she was beautiful, man," I admit, sitting back up in my chair. I couldn't get her out of my mind.

"That's cliche as fuck dude," Phil laughs.

"Big Q, my friend, don't become a simp! (imagine with me now that that word is not a bannable offense)" Tommy shouts.

"God, Tommy how long have you been here," I groan.

"Since you called Philza Minecraft a dad, I'm streaming by the way."

"Of course you are," I mutter, I rub my eye using the heel of my hand, I can already imagine everything I just told Phil in confidence being put out there for everyone to see, I sigh grabbing my beanie, putting it back on. "I wish you had told me sooner, I've go to go."

I decided to clear my mind I'd go out for a quick walk to clear my head. I'm about five minutes into my walk when someone approaches me, I put on a charming smile and hope it's a fan instead of some weirdo.

"Are you Quackity?" A kid asks, he looks around Tommy's age.

"Yep, that's me," I say, standing up a bit taller.

"Can I get a pic?" he asks, holding out his phone.

"Of course man," I respond with a smile as he holds out his phone to take a selfie. "Have a good night."

I continue on my walk down the street enjoying the silence. Another fifteen minutes into my walk, I decided that I was tired and turned around. I was about five minutes away from my house when my discord starts ringing.

"Hey, Tommy, you done streaming?" I definitely wasn't in the mood to be hyper and I'm pretty sure that was evident in my voice.

"Yeah, Big Q, I just wanted to say sorry for earlier, I thought it was bit and then you went on about a girl, I didn't know what to do," Tommy admits.

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