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"it appears i have to get off now guys, got to do some shopping for my mum."
viewers spam the chat
"NOOOOOOO"
"we'll miss you!"
":(((("
"BYEEEE""ill be streaming again tomorrow so make sure your notifications are on and ill see you guys tomorrow, bye primers, i love you all!"
i end the stream and log off of my computer and get dressed, time to get some groceries. i go into my mums room and kiss her goodbye.
"you know you don't have to feel responsible for everything sweetheart, it's not your fault, i can provide."
"it's okay mum, i'm capable. i love you, i'll be back soon"
"bye sweetie, i love you"
as i walk out the door and lock it, i walk up to my bike and get on. i sigh, it's been only three months since the diagnosis and so much has changed already
i ride up to the co-op and go inside and start to find everything on the list, carrying around a basket. butter? check. milk? check. chicken? check. bell peppers? not check.
as i walk to the produce section i run into someone and the milk falls out of my basket and spills everywhere.
"christ, i'm sorry."
"it's okay, really, i wasn't looking."
i look at his face, blue eyes, blonde hair, and a ridiculously prominent butt chin.
"well, don't you want a picture?"
i'm taken aback by the arrogance.
"excuse me?"
"surely you know who i am."
"i'm not sure i do, sorry."
"impossible."
who does he think he is? a celebrity? some famous child who has the right to be as entitled as he can?
"well you're quite full of yourself aren't you?"
"why wouldn't i be?"
i scoff, he isn't worth my time. i stand up and brush myself off, leaving him lying in a puddle of whole milk, astonished, and intrigued.
author's note
yo i really dont know what im doing, so tell me how you like it so far. :)thanks for reading!
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Fanfiction"well, don't you want a picture?" "excuse me?" "surely you know who i am." "i'm not sure i do, sorry." "impossible. --------- a work in progress :) no smut, purely fluff/angst