The Stream That Would End a Relationship

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I didn't know it would happen the way it did. I guess my Doritos and weed filled mind couldn't comprehend. At the end of this chapter, you will know why Australians are assholes. :(

Garrett, Dan, and I were in a Skype call. I needed my senpai there, I can't take a sausage party. I drag her beautiful face onto the call, and she answered :D. The beginning was mediocre, we played a couple surf maps and relaxed, talked. The server was a wasteland, no one on. We changed the map a couple of times and more people joined in on the surfing fun. The server was populated now by a variety of people, and one of these varieties was Australian. Eric was his name-o, a twitch streamer. Not a very popular one at that. Trolling was his way of getting viewers. Friendly conversations until my senpai spoke. His trolling became a testosterone induced harassment of the "grill." The chat of his stream was going off with "What's her snapchat? What's her Instagram?" "Madeline Sheena" linked her Instagram in chat. The trolling began for real now. The streamer asked for her snapchat and I said "Nah, fuck that, man." I sort of joined in on the trolling and recited her Instagram backwards. This, I admit, was a little out of line. At this point she muted me and I had no control over what was said.

My love was in jeopardy by some random Australian streamer with 2 viewers.

The situation got so out of control to the point where she left the server to avoid anymore hatefulness. She left the call, and then she called me separately, pain in her voice, and told me how she felt. I was without words, I couldn't hear my senpai like this. I had to stop the chat, the chat was the reason. The Australian had moved on to another server, but the chat couldn't stop. N-no, they were relentless.

Words damaged my kitty immensely. The sound of her voice in the call was making me feel even worse. I couldn't take it anymore, neither could she. I didn't defend her, I felt hopeless. Doritos is what I need in times like these, but I threw them out days ago, when I met her. 

I was relapsing for Doritos. I needed them to get my mind straight. Mountain Dew as well. I couldn't go on without them. But a bigger worry was brought to mind, my senpai. Within second my mind was filled with senpai. What I would give for her and my Mountain Dew to be right beside me right now. We were both helpless.

She calmed down and her dismay quickly turned into anger towards me. My sadness for her had turned into anger towards myself also. How could I let my senpai be bombarded like that. 

She messaged me, rage with every key press, angrier and angrier. I was calm, so as to not anger her more. 

"don't fucking talk to me again"

My heart was pounding, my eyes were hazy, my lips sealed. I couldn't move. I needed to get off my computer. I just simply could not, anymore...

I said to myself "Nope, not anymore." I fastened the rope around my neck, I couldn't take it anymore. There was a knock at my door. My dealer. I took his stuff and slammed the door on his face, locked it, and went back to the kitchen. I said "Fuck everything,"  and lit up the loudest pack my dealer brought me. That's just what I needed. That loud pack gave me the will to keep going. Weed saved my life.

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