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"please tell me you've seen that tiktok of walker dancing," leah says. walker groans and covers his face in his hands. aryan lets out a roar of laughter.
"the what?"
you knit your eyebrows in confusion, which only makes aryan laugh harder. "oh, and it's not just one tiktok," aryan adds.
walker is bright red at this point. "you guys are terrible friends," he mutters.
your curiosity peaks. "okay, now i have to see this."
"no, you really don't-" walker is cut off by aryan putting him in a headlock and they wrestle for a few moments.
leah whips out her phone to show you.
"oh my god." you cover your mouth with a hand, stifling a giggle. "that is something."
walker wrestles his way out of aryan's grip. "if we want to talk about digital footprints, let's talk about aryan's."
"he takes the crown on this one," leah agrees.
"let's not," aryan interjects quickly.
"we don't have to, i've seen the tiktok compilations," you pipe in.
it's aryan's turn to groan loudly. "of course you have."
"you have a career as a musician for sure," you joke.
"shut up. oh hey, why don't we search for your videos?"
walker perks up at this and looks up your name on tiktok. panic rises in your chest as you try to grab his phone, but he darts out of reach.
you grumble in annoyance as the trio crowd around walker's phone to see the results. anticipation bubbles in your throat as they are silent for a moment.
"y/n raging for two minutes and sixteen seconds straight," leah reads. you stare at the phone, marveling at the amount of videos there were.
you catch some snippets as leah scrolls. clips of you falling off your chair, setting the fire alarm off during a cooking stream and compilations of screaming at horror games to name a few.
"yikes," was all aryan could say. leah murmurs in assent. you slap aryan's arm and he mutters a small 'ow'.
walker clicks on a tiktok of you tripping while irl vlogging, still holding onto your camera as you hit the ground so the viewers could see you eat the pavement. the video had been edited so it played over and over, each time in slo mo.
it got slower with every repeat. walker, aryan and leah have tears in their eyes from laughing as they watch your expression morph into shock and your voice deepened from the slo mo as you yelped in alarm. you cross your arms and glare at them, trying not to laugh.
walker spends the rest of the day pretending to trip and fall at random times. you retaliate by copying the dance moves from the tiktok video he made.
[ author's note ]the twitter likes n dates are random btw ignore :p
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Fanfictionin which a friendship unfolds between you, a twitch streamer landing a role in percy jackson, and your castmate social media au she/her reader