HUMANIZED!!!
Fan stood outside as he fumbled with his camera. Why was he doing this? Well, his blog hasn't been doing great recently so he had an idea. Maybe, if he did a non-scripted interview with a stranger, it would bring his audience back up! Of course, though, this had been done before so he needed to add a twist to it. So, he was going to attempt to keep his interview a secret. Once he was sure he got his camera properly working he went inside. He walked up to the register and began to say his order. "Can I uh- get a cheeseburger happy meal with extra fries and a milkshake?" The cashier gave him a confused look. Fan gulped. "Of course, anything else?" "Nope, that's it." Fan quicky paid for his food and looked around. He then notices a boy with silver hair. Fan glanced at his order number "57". Fan double checked that his camera was recording and began to walk towards the silver haired boy, he stopped in the middle of his walking though. Thankfully the silver haired boy hadn't noticed him yet. Fan began to question his idea, was he really about to do this? What if this guy hated him?! What if he was a murderer!? Fan shook his head. No, he couldn't think like that. Sure the guy looked like he was in some sort of stereotype biker gang, but Fan shouldn't judge just off of this. He had to at least try, for the internet!
Fan would definitely need to edit out the beginning of this video. Fan finally finished walking up to the silver haired boy. "Hi!" Fan said trying his best to hide the camera. "Hey?" The silver haired boy gave him a puzzled look. "Is anyone sitting here?" The silver haired boy (Fan should really learn his name) got the memo. "No. You can sit here." Fan smiled and sat down. He tried his best to position his camera so the silver haired boy couldn't see it. The silver hair boy raised an eyebrow. Fan nervously looked at him. "It's not on." It was on. And the silver haired boy knew that. Why he continued talking to Fan even with knowing this was confusing. The silver hair boy sighed. "I'm Fan!" "Knife." Knife averted his eyes, trying his best to avoid the camera. (And maybe a conversation..) "Soo how are you?" "I'm fine." Knife mumbled something which got Fan's attention. "How about you?" "I'm doing alright, you live alone?" "Why? are you planning to break into my house or something?" "What!? No no no, that's not what I meant at all!" Fan had an extremely goofy nervous smile on his face. "I know, I know, I was joking. Yeah, I do live alone." Fan gave a lighthearted smile to Knife. Knife began to pick at his food. "57!" Fan heard the worker call. Fan stood up and got his food. After he'd grabbed it, he'd returned to his previous seat across from Knife. "A happy meal really?"
"The happy meals are always cooler!" Fan took a sip of his milkshake. "Relax, I never said there was anything wrong with it." Fan look embarrassed as he had a point, Fan angry ate his French fry and Knife laughed. Fan smiled, considering the guy's "tough" domineer, hearing him laugh felt good. "Sooo... you come around here often?" Fan said in a jokingly flirty tone. Knife spat out his water. "Huh!?" Fan started dying of laughter. Surely Fan's blog would love this. Knifes face flushed red with embarrassment. "Shut up." Fan only laughed more. Knife quickly thought about a good way to mess with Fan back. Fan picked up his milkshake, just as he was about to take another sip Knife snatched it from him and sipped it instead. "That's mine!" Fan yelled. "Not anymore~" Fan made a dramatic insulted face. "I cannot believe you!" He said in a fake insulted tone. Knife just laughed in response, soon Fan started laughing as well. A lady walked into the McDonald's, Fan took note of this. Fan was never too fond with talking to strangers, but it felt like he knew Knife forever. It was actually quite nice to talk with him, or at least that's what Fan thought.
He knew he only did this for his blog (actually he forgot for a little bit) but still, it was nice, and he was really happy he did it. Fan silently prayed he didn't come off as a creep earlier. Fan wasn't a creep. Or at least he didn't think he was? "Fan? Hellooo? Earth to Fan!" As Fan stopped spacing out, he realized that Knife was obnoxiously waving his arms Infront of his face. "Ah! Sorry sorry, I spaced out." "Its fine." Knife said as he finally put his arms back down. Knife pulled out his phone and began to do something. Fan had realized that with all this talking he had barley eaten. He laughed though. Knife stopped looking at his phone and looked up at Fan. "Give me your phone." "What?" Fan said with much confusion his voice. "Just do it." "Okay, okay, just be careful with it." Fan pulled his phone out of his bag and handed it to Knife. "The password?" "Oh right! Sorry!" Fan took back the phone and quickly typed in his password. Fan handed the phone back to Knife. He watched as Knife fiddled with his phone a bit. What was he doing? Fan couldn't tell. Knife handed the phone back to Fan. Fan looked to see what is was opened up and found that it was his contacts?
At the top of them he found one labeled "Knife" oh! Knife had given Fan his number? "Knife how could you!" "Huh?" "This contact has no picture!" Knife sighed. "Fine I'll send you one." "No no, I wanna take one!" "Take one? Really?" "Mhm!" Fan smiled. "Why?" "Why not?! Besides it'll be great! Sooo smile!" Fan said as he quickly switched his phone to camera. "Fine." Knife faintly smiled at him. "Oh come on! You can do better than that!" "No I can't." "Knife for the love of god just smile!" "How about... no." Knife began giggling. Oh! Fan took a picture well he was giggling. Knife looked at him after he saw the flash. Fan smirked. Knife rolled his eyes. Fan checked the picture. Fan gasped. "Oh my god Knife you look so pretty!" "I doubt that." "No really! Look!" Fan turned the phone to face Knife. Knife looked at the picture. "I guess I don't look that bad." Knife mumbled. Fan let out a quiet squeal and started laughing, Knife started smiling at him. "Can I have my milkshake back now?" "Nope~" "Aw come on! I'll share it with you if you really want it that bad!!" "Share it?" Knife's face got red. "I- uh that's not necessary." He gave the milkshake back to Fan. Fan giggled.
"If you change your mind let me know~" He teased. "Shut up." Knife groaned. Knife began to get his stuff together. "I have to go, bye." "Bye bye!" Fan suddenly got sad. He wasn't sure why. Knife left the fast-food restaurant. After a minute or two Fan's phone vibrated, he opened it up to find a text from Knife..
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....It was a heart emoji.
