❝you're making it so hard for me to hate you matt❝
❝then don't.❝
(🪩) 𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 has been trying to make it as youtuber with her bestfriends for years, but she never gets the attention she deserves. she keeps wondering when her time is...
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CHAPTER FORTY-THREE .ᐟ ⤷ ❝ELISE AND CHRIS❝
irl, social media...
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IRL .ᐟ
this morning, sienna's apartment was alive.
elise and marianna had completely and utterly taken over her couch, feet kicked up on the coffee table, scrolling through their phones, giggling at some ridiculous tiktok.
meanwhile, in the kitchen, chris and nick were pillaging her fridge, rummaging through it like they lived there.
nick held up a sad-looking carton of oat milk and made a face. "this is actually offensive. do you eat anything at all?"
sienna, curled up in a chair, raised a brow and turned to look at the brothers. "first of all, get out of my fridge. if you want something, just ask me for it—you don't even have to get up, you know? second," she gestured toward the fridge, "why are you acting like this isn't your third time here this week? you've already checked my fridge. multiple times. do you think new food just magically appears?"
chris popped open a soda—one he definitely didn't buy. "well, that makes sense, but what can we say? we're basically officially family now."
sienna nearly choked on air. "excuse me?"
elise gasped, clutching her chest. "oh my god, chris, you did not."
marianna smirked. "he dropped the f-word."
nick shook his head, laughing. "dude, they just got together. you cannot be throwing around the family label yet. you'll scare her off."
chris shrugged, entirely unbothered. "nah, i've considered her family since the day we met. now it's just, you know, official."
