why? : adopted by markiplier [on hiatus / undergoing editing]

Chapter 2

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The bed had mint pillows with an indigo comforter. There was a white nightstand next to it. A desk next to a door leading to my restroom, next to it was the closet. The walls were a nice bright red. I turned to Mark and hugged him. He froze for a moment, then hugged me back, giggling softly.

"Thank you, so, so, SO much for this, Mark!" I said, releasing him from the hug.

"It's not a problem. I wanted you to have the best life you could." He replied. "You unpack, I'm gonna go order some pizza, okay?"

"Okay!"

He walked out of my room. I smiled.

I unpacked and started putting my clothes away. My closet was pretty cool. Next, I put my laptop and phone into the nightstand's top drawer and my sketchpad in the bottom, along with the drawing stack. I took off my combat boots and my beanie.

"Pizza's here!" I heard Mark call from downstairs.

I skipped downstairs and into the kitchen. The smell of fresh pizza hit me hard. I sat down at the table as Mark set a slice of pizza on each of our plates. I instantly started eating.

"Slow down!" He said.

I finished my slice before he even took his first bite. I got up and rinsed off my plate. Mark got up and did the same.

"So--" Mark started before I cut him off with a hug.

"Thank you." I said into his chest, then pulling away.

I smiled and went upstairs, into my bedroom. I shut the door and took my phone out of the drawer. I simply stalked people's photos till I was tired. It was around 11 when I turned it off and fell back onto my pillows, closing my eyes. It was early for me to sleep, but I fell asleep easily. Quite the day I've had.