Oleanders Are Supposed To Bloom In Summer

1.6. the Ranboo Q&A

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The Ranboo Q&A

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Sarin sat in her streaming room, watching the screen intently. The starting soon screen floated there continuously and his chat was getting impatient. Sarin couldn't say she wasnt excited to tune into Ranboo's Q&A stream, and she even planned on donating a question. What she would ask is a whole ordeal though. It couldn't be to basic, she wanted it her question to promote thought, while also allowing her to learn more about him. Its not like it mattered, it is just cool to know things about your favorite streamer. Even though she knew this, and experienced the longing for information, Sarin also knew the anxiety that came from revealing information about yourself to a large audience, even if it was just ~300 people, which was nothing compared to Ranboo's audience. How did he do it?

Sarin felt a bit bad she had been ignoring Mark. He had tried to talk to her a few times, but she just looked the other way and pretended to not pay attention. Poor Mark, he had really been trying to talk to her occasionally, but also not be to much of a bother. It was sweet really, and somehow not annoying.

Focusing back on Ranboo's stream, it finally comes off of the starting soon screen. Sarin smiles to herself as Ranboo say hi to his audience.

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Pov change - Ranboo // Mark

Ranboo recieved another donation, this time for about thirty dollars.

"Oh thank you Particle#295 for the thirty dollars I hope you're doing good, how has my week been?"

Ranboo thinks for a second, considering telling chat about Sarin and how he was fairly certian he was being ignored. There honestly wasnt much else that was intresting about his week, so he decided to tell a little bit too chat, completely forgetting the time when he saw Sarin watching his videos.