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Darryl's POV:

"Thanks guys for this amazing stream, I love you guys so so much! Bye muffinheads!" I grinned into the camera and closed my stream. 

The cold November air entered my apartment, it wasn't big, but it was decent for me. I ruffled my hair around a bit and went to the kitchen to get some snacks; I've been working on an empty stomach all day. 

A blast of cold air greeted me as I opened the fridge door, rummaging through the contents, I realised I had forgotten to shop for groceries. I slapped myself mentally, I've been so busy with MCC that I forgotten the essentials to survive. 

Grabbing my keys and wallet, I headed out of the apartment. To be honest, I hated going out and I much rather stayed at home with my dog Rat, but I needed food to survive. I groaned and pulled my hoodie over my head at the sight of people, I guess you can say I turned anti-social, well that's Minecraft youtubers to you.

As I made my way to the nearest grocery store, I saw a man, about the same age as me, in a blue hoodie enter the shop. The sight of him made tears bloom in my eyes, is it really him? I followed him slowly, trailing him carefully, making sure it's really who I thought it is.

As I followed (like a creepy old man), I found a bag of my favourite cookies, I'm definitely craving some. I reached out for the bag, only to find another hand reaching out for it. I looked closely at the chocolaty shaded skin, those familiar movements, could it be?

"Oh sorry sir, you can take this bag, I don' need them much anyways- uhm sir?"

I couldn't focus properly. Dropping the bag of cookies, I dashed out the store. I can't believe it, after three whole years, that voice that still held a place in my mind, would appear once again. 

Once I'm safely home, I locked myself in my bathroom and started to shake uncontrollably. Ever since Skep- no, Zak, moved away, all I did was stay in my apartment and stream for money. I never went out, because every time I passed that park...memories of that night would flood back to me, along with my guilt. It should have been me who got hit, not him.

I slowly calmed myself down and threw my hood over my head, after all that chaos I still haven't gotten my food. I pulled myself up again and decided to order take out. Just as I was about to get my phone, I got a notification from Vincent on Teamspeak.

"Hello?" I asked, answering the call.

"Bad, there's this new youtuber whose really popular and he wants to collab with us, should I add him in?" Vincent asked, chewing noises can be heard clearly.

"Uh sure, what's their name?" I asked, interested in this "new" youtuber. I slipped into my gaming chair and logged onto my Minecraft server.

"Er pretty sure their name is...Skyper- no, Skippy? No, it's Skeppy!" Vincent mumbled, hearing the word "Skeppy", my heart dropped.

I haven't heard that name in years, not since Skep- Zak, moved away and forgot about...us. I blame myself for the car accident, if he wasn't running after me he wouldn't have gotten hurt...he would have still been here with me...

I gathered up my emotions and popped them back into my locked chest, hoping to seal it away again. "Sure, but maybe we should meet up first and get to know him?" I said, keeping my voice under control.

"Sure, let me dm them on Twitter then." 

This was it, I was going to meet Zak once again, please...remember me...

*A few days later*

Zak's POV:

"Babeeee, where's my shirtttt?"