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!RECAP!
Then, I saw something drag onto the screen. It was a plane ticket to Tennessee. My eyes widened. Then, schlatt spoke. "Better get those Wii games ready, because you'll be seeing me in about two weeks." He grinned.
Two weeks?
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The stream had ended about thirty minutes ago, and I've been sitting here in shock the entire time.
That did not just happen.
I watch in disbelief as my Twitter blows up. So many Tweets about the Love or Host, people freaking out. There were tons of notifications of new followers. That included a few that I recognized.
Jschlatt is now following you!
JustaMinx is now following you!
WilburSoot is now following you!
I smiled at the notifications. I had watched Wilbur before, and I enjoyed his music. He was probably watching the love or host. I shrugged, focusing back on Schlatt's notification. He had sent me a dm.
Jschlatt
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Hey princess
Ew never call me that again, gross.
Damn, okay whatever, I came to ask if you
were actually okay with the plane ticket
thing. It isn't too late to cancel.
Wow, since when are you considerate?
Ok, well honestly, I don't mind.
I would just have to give Oliver a heads up.
No need to be a bitch. I was being nice.
Wait, who's Oliver?
Oh, Oliver is my roommate,
He's cool, I promise.
Alright. Sounds good to me.
See you in two weeks?
See you in two weeks, Schlatt.
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I closed Twitter with a sigh, laying back onto my bed. That was so stressful, I think I'm just gonna lay here for a while.
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Soon enough, I finally got out of bed after scrolling Instagram for an hour or two. I was hungry, and heard Oliver up, making a sandwich or something. I exited my room, not even bothering to close the door.
"Make me one too, Oli"
I heard a grunt of protest from the kitchen, and I let out a sigh.
"Please?"
I walked into the kitchen and he turned around, eyes narrowed. He jumped up to sit on the counter before he spoke.
"Fine. You're lucky you're my best friend."
He hopped off the counter, pulling two more pieces of bread out of the bag.
"Thanks, Oliver. I'm starving" I smiled, patting his back and retreating to the living room to put on a well-deserved movie.
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Hey! Here's a quick short chapter, it's just a filler, which I'm sorry about. As much as I hate fillers, I felt like you guys needed some sort of update since I was gone for an entire week.
Again, apologies for the short filler, I'll try to make sure I don't post many of them.
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FanfictionA popular online streamer's life is turned upside down when he develops a crush on a fellow gamer, leading to a series of comedic mishaps and miscommunications with his friends and viewers as he navigates his newfound feelings while trying to mainta...
