The Man of my Dreams

Unknown Skype Caller of My Dreams

So there I was sitting on my bed, browsing the internet on my laptop. I was looking for something to draw, so I figured I would look up my idol. The magnificent Markimoo. He just looked so Fricke adorable with his face all over the internet. I sat there wishing I could be just as famous as Mark Edward Fischbach. I remember the first time I saw his face on the internet, and instantly I fell in love with his beautiful brown eyes, his hair spiked upwards, along with his angelic voice. The first time I discovered Mark Fischbach was when I was scrolling through my instagram, and saw that one of my online friends reposted Mark's very first instagram post and commented "throwback thursday guys!" and I asked her, "Riley? Who is this handsome yet sexy man that I am seeing before me?" And her mind was blown. She went on a rant about how Mark Edward Fischbach is only the most fricken amazing youtuber that ever lived. So I thought, okay... maybe I'll check out his social media accounts to find out more about him. I searched him on everything I had. Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Youtube. Every social media ever made. It had me thinking, that this guy must be famous. He was everywhere. So, I decided to watch some of his videos, and instantly, I knew I would become obsessed with him.

As months went by, my obsession kept getting stronger, so bad that even my friends started to see it... But I didn't really care. All I knew then was that I wanted to meet the Marvelous Markiplier. He kept getting more and more adorable each second I stared at him online. So I figured I go on Skype and chat with Riley. It took her awhile to answer, but we were fangirling about Mark for a good two whole hours before she had to say goodbye.
All that chatting and fangirling with my best is made me parched and hungry. I got up off my bed, went into the kitchen to cook my fave lunch item. Chicken Fettuccini Alfredo with veggies on the side. Just as I'm finishing my lunch, the sound of someone calling my Skype was going off on my laptop. I walk back to my bedroom with an ice cold drink in my hand. The caller on Skype was unknown so I figured that maybe I should answer it anyway.

"Hello?" I asked. There was no picture on my screen to see who it was. Then this familiar deep voice replied to me and said,
"I'm gonna be under your bed tonight with a surprise for you..." I was a little creeper out, ready to shut down Skype, because I couldn't figure out who this was. So I told the person that I would be right back. I didn't want him to know that I was going to the washroom. That would have been a little awkward. And when I came back from the washroom, to my surprise, there he was. The Marvelous Mark Edward Fischbach. His dark chocolate brown hair, beautiful brown eyes, his fabulous facial features and his deep sexy voice.
"Hello there gorgeous! You look beautiful today." After he spoke to me, I just fainted and fell flat on the floor.