How I cope || Wilbur Soot

Chapter 30~ nice job

I was driving the car with Karl sat beside me in the passenger seat and Sapnap behind me as they both argued. What were they arguing about? I had no clue.

"You can't be mad because you're wrong Sapnap." Karl spoke.

"I'm not wrong though, you are!" Sapnap argued back. I gave up listening to them like 10 minutes ago when this started.

"Look, I don't have a clue what the two of you are arguing about but I beg you shut up." I joked as I noticed an offended look from Karl. "Fine, we'll resolve this instead." I sighed. "What're you arguing about?"

"Right, Karl called shot gun on the way to the shops, so no matter what, I get to sit in the front on the way back." Sapnap explained.

"No, because I called shotgun, I get to sit in the front both ways." Karl backed himself up.

"You have got to be kidding me, right? You're both grown adults and you're arguing over the front seat?" I chuckled at their childish behaviour. They both glared at me as I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, fine, Karl, it's only fair Sapnap sits in the passenger seat on the way back, okay? And Sapnap, I swear don't be a bitch about it." With that they both went silent as I chuckled slightly.

"Well, if it helps, I bought you two with me to buy a bunch of American sweets. As you're aware I'm British and won't have a clue what to buy." I explained to them. They both smiled and finally broke the silence.

"You mean candy, right?" Sapnap questioned as I just let out an amused breathe.

"No, I mean sweets." Karl then jumped into the conversation.

"It's called candy." He argued. I gave him a quick glare before calling George through my radio.

"Hello!" He spoke, I turned up the speaker so that we could all hear him clearly.

"George, can you tell these two that sweets are not called candy, please." I heard a quick laugh before he joined the conversation.

"She's right, guys, it's not candy." He backed me up. That argument lasted for the rest of the car journey before we got to the shops.

Once we got to the shops, the boys picked two bags worth of American treats. That's mainly my fault though, I told them to get as much as they want and that I'd be paying for it all.

Once we got back to the house, George and Tina were sat on the sofa, two tables full of plates, bowls and cups set out in front of the fireplace opposite them.

"Nice job." I smiled as I placed the carrier bag full of sweets I was holding on the floor, followed by Sapnap doing the same.

"So what exactly are we doing?" George questioned. I gave him an unexpected answer.

"Us two, are going back out to the shops, come on." He looked at me confused as I rushed him to the hallway. "And you two, empty the sweets into the bowls or onto the plates. Tina, you're the boss of these two." She laughed as we gave each other a quick hug before I left with George.

"Okay, so why are we going back to the shops exactly, when you've already been once?" He asked, putting on his seatbelt.

"I wanted help picking out the British sweets, without them two judging everything they see." He agreed as we made our way to the shops where we ended up with three bags full of British sweets.

There were more Americans than British anyway so it made sense to have more British sweets.

Once we got back to the house, they boys were still unpacking the sweets as Tina sat on the sofa behind them looking fed up. "How the fuck aren't you finished?" I looked surprisingly at them.

"They only started like 10 minutes ago." Tina answered for them. George snickered behind me as the two just glared at him.

"We'll all help now, anyway." I sat beside Karl on the floor and George sat beside Sapnap. Tina sat between me and George, making it so that we were in a little semi-circle.

Eventually, we had finished getting everything out of its packaging and began recording the video from a recording camera I was given as a gift from Noah a couple months before the incident.

The video went so much better than I had expected. George and I were trying American candy whilst Sapnap, Karl and Tina tried British sweets.

I didn't regret this in the slightest. It took my mind off of everything and I managed to just have fun. Watching the mix of different reactions when the others tried something was hilarious and if I could do it all over again, I would.

The best thing was, as I still had just under two weeks until I was able to leave and see Wilbur again, I could edit the video to distract me.

Yes, I would still do stuff with the others, but I also knew that they had more streams planned, so at least I had a way to keep myself busy in the mean time.

"So, what made you decide to start YouTube?" Tina sat next to me on the sofa after we all finished cleaning up.

"I don't know, I mean, I've started TikTok so, why not?" I answered, scanning through the video as she watched.

"I'm happy for you! Hopefully soon you'll feel comfortable with streaming." She gently patted me on the shoulder before standing up and heading into the kitchen.

"Hopefully." I mumbled to myself. I really wanted to be comfortable with streaming, but I just couldn't bring myself to sit in front of a camera when it's live.

I knew why. I felt I would be recognised as Noah's girlfriend, and if I was they would ask questions about him, and if they did, I wouldn't be able to escape it. I would be forced to tell them right then and there, and I still wasn't quite ready for it.

I would try and join a stream once the public knew. Yes, I knew it was a possibility that I would still be asked questions about him, but knowing I wouldn't have to say the exact words, made me a bit more relaxed.

The only thing is, I couldn't bring myself to tell the public. I sat back in hopes somebody else would do it for me, but, of course, everybody would be doing the exact same. They would be waiting for me to step forward.

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