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CHAPTER 4- vanoss

YAASSS! Was all I could think as I jumped and danced around the house the rest of the morning. The only reason I was up was because I couldn't sleep the previous night and just needed a run that morning. A mix of a cool down and a warm up... something wonderful, especially when there was a thirty minute lap swim afterward. In your wonderful pool. At six AM. In LA.

I wasn't genuinely happy till delirious called and I apologized. Well, in a way, both of us apologized so...

I found it funny how he thought I had just woken up. When the "incoming call" thingy came up, I wondered in a panic what the most normal person would have done. Definitely NOT go for an hour long run at five AM and 100% NOT lie in bed and drink beer till they felt bad about their health and decided to run, so I just panicked and went for the "Why the hell did you wake me up I was having a good sleep next to my totally REAL girlfriend" thing, and i guess it worked out pretty well.

I went downstairs and decided on a slightly early breakfast. I popped a pop-tart in the microwave. I never cooked anything besides pancakes, (PUNCAKE!) toast, anything microwave-able and frozen dinners at like one or two in the morning. I guess you could say I don't cook much; thats... pretty true. More like.. to lazy to cook. Yep, thats it. To lazy to cook.

I was soon sitting on my couch eating my fourth pop tart, checking Twitter. Even though it was mostly delirious's thing, I loved the reaction fans got when i liked a fan photo. I would often skip through the "H20vanoss" stuff. I mean, I wouldn't LIKE it or anything, but it was cute... and weird... to see the drawing talent that went int that kinda stuff.

Sometimes I wonder if Del really thought of us as best buds. I still wonder if its a money or a fun thing... I don't know if I could survive with out my youtube stuff. It sometimes keeps me out of clubs and stuff cause of the laughs we share. Not too often, but sometimes.

Slowly, the hour crept by. I was checking the clock every ten seconds by the time it was 6:50.

as the clock approached seven, I geared up my computer and Xbox, right before realizing we didn't at ALL discuss what games to play. Or even what console. I smiled a bit, glad I had another reason to talk with delirious on the phone.

I dialed his number as I sat with all my video games surrounding me. Some were even pooling onto the floor.

"So, what should we play?" He asked, the excitement clear in his voice.

"I dunno, whatever you feel like. I don't really care. And are we recording?" I asked, trying to act a bit cooler than I felt. Sometimes I wondered why I even tried to act cool... The guys were my friends. I should tell them the truth, but...

"No... If prefer not to if that's ok... How about BO3? I mean, might as well have a throwback or something. No recording, just playing... And not online. Just... I dunno." He said.

"YEAH! Uh... Let's do it." I said, trying to play off that little slip... Hehe...

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Halfway through the gameplay, we were, yet again, laughing our asses off. He had ALREADY found a glitch and we were using it to hide, our EXPERT hiding skills needed. It was some sort of bush that if you crouched you could almost faze into one of the walls... It was hilarious because the kill-cams wouldn't reveal our location OR that we were sorta cheating. It was crazy and hilarious.

Two hours later, we were still playing. I loved these little gaming session things.  It's sad that I consider meet ups with my best friend "sessions". He might not consider me that, but...

I think he's my best friend.

"Delirious?" I asked, deciding rashly I would take that "why did you make it awkward" risk.

"Yeah?" He said, obviously still thinking about someone we trolled that had raged harder than basically normally did.

It was hilarious, I don't blame him.

"Do you consider the guys... Us... Like your friends? Or just 'the video game guys' or something like that... I'm just wondering like if one of us were to need a place at some point or... Bad example... Or hangout sometime if all of us lived a bit closer? I- well..."

"Well yeah!" He interrupted. "Of course you guys are friends! I don't know what I'd do... You guys and cartoonz... I don't know... Why do you ask questions like that dude? And... Well.. Uh what about you?"

That question caught me off-guard. "Yeah! I consider you guys my best friends!" I shouted into the mic, for once not caring about how I sounded and if it sounded desperate or uncool. If Del thought I was like that... He was my...

"You sure your never gonna show your face to the guys and I?" I said, guilt hitting me like a brick.

We weren't inviting him.

"Well bye!" I said, not waiting for an answer. Even though he would say no, not even bringing it up is like having your friends ditch you and then finding pictures on Instagram the day after. Hurts. Honestly, I think I should tell him, but... Mini would think harshly of me and so would the rest of the guys so...

I sat in eery silence as my Xbox turned off. I left the game in and cleaned up the rest that u hadn't bothered to put away before we started playing.

Maybe I would avoid Del.

No, I couldn't...

I decided to call mini. Even though he probably wouldn't pick up and it would be an awkward message, I wanted to...

You know what, screw this. The beach plans were barely definite, so... We didn't even know who was coming, it was ok. All ok.

13 hours later, I was still telling myself that. Empty bud light littered the floor next to my bed and an empty bag of Cheetos lay on the table, as well as my phone which I hadn't bothered to check at all.
After about ten, an hour after I had finished playing with Del I just threw up my hands and shouted "Netflix!"

As I finished watching my 6th movie, I checked the clock. It was past eleven already... Is bedtime even a thing for the twenty year old internet addicted guy living in LA? I guess not.

I had been in boxers the entire day... All that really said was that sleep was coming in stages. Video games first, then laptop, then getting under the covers, then phone... Then realizing you had stayed up till like 5 AM.

Yet again, I fell asleep im a state of guilt and anger. Don't even ask where that anger came from.

Cause I don't really know...

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End chap
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Well, 1200 words this time. Yay! This, like last time, is a lot of fun writing. I'm still gonna stick with irregular chapters, so sorry about that. Vote, comment, & correct. MWA, (other cheek) MWA!