I was looking around the room all flustered. Mark was my really good friend in high school. We were in marching band together and we also really like video games. "You live here?" Mark asked while I peeked inside his house. "Yeah, I just moved here..." I replied. "But I'm so happy to see you again!" I smiled. "I'm sorry about that noise...I was...recording..." Mark blushed and looked away. "Wait a minute. You don't happen to be—" "Markiplier?" Mark interrupted and drooped his head down, just gazing at the hardwood floor."Yes, I am..." Mark sighed "I'm sorry." I quietly muttered. "No, it's fine." Mark replied quickly. "I just thought you would like me for my outside more than my real personality."
"No! Never!" I assured him. "We have been friends since high school! Of course I would like you for your personality."
"Okay..." Mark laughed. "Well I'll see you later. I gotta go to the fancy shmancy clothing store to get some new teacher uniforms" I giggled. "Can I watch?" Mark teased and grabbed my arm playfully. "Sure." I joked with him. "Well, let's go." I said. "Alrighty!" Mark yelled as he made his way to my lovely red corvette that I saved up for years to get. It was my dream car. I drove over to H&M, Which was the most sophisticated store I have ever seen since Macy's haha. I scanned the room for some tomboyish looking uniforms. I saw one with a camo print skirt with a black and gold top. I went to the dressing room and tried it on. I pulled the curtain and looked in the big mirror that gleamed right in front of the dressing rooms. "Wow, Your curves look great in that." Mark grinned and looked up and down the outfit. "You like it?" I beamed up and watched as his eyes sparkled. "Yes." He gleamed, and like that his eyes were shimmering. "Ma'am? I'll take it.
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Markiplier: Love story
Hayran KurguA love story/ fanfic that I am writing at the moment. Please read and I hope you enjoy!