Emery Grace: Youtuber {discontinued}

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I think my ceiling is an eggshell white. Or maybe the old type of white where the paint isn't as white as it used to be, but it's still white. Ancient white? Ah, old, yet still kinda new book white. It looks like it's really soft, but it's the ceiling so obviously it's not. Why does it look boring though? I should paint it someday. But what colour? Oooooooooh, maybe I can go for a marbled effect. No, wait! That would be amazing for the floor.

From lying on my back, I moved to lying on my stomach with my chin resting on the edge of the bed. My floor had the type of tiles that made it look like it was wood and rough, but it's actually lying to you. It was a pattern of different shades of brown in rectangular shapes. I think it would be easy enough to paint this. What colours for the marbled effect? Black and purple? I should make my whole room space-themed! The ceiling can have countless stars and asteroids, floor is just black and makes you feel like your stepping on galaxies, the walls can have planets.  And then my bed would be the only thing out of place with its white sheets. Damn, that's gonna be amazing.

I rolled onto my back again and let my head hang on the edge of the bed. My small, barely-used radio was plugged in and playing songs I don't recognise. I found myself starting to doze off as a soft voice sang words I don't even understand. Maybe I have it tuned into a foreign station. I don't really care anymore. The radio suddenly stopped, but I didn't notice. What woke me up, however, was the frustrated shout from the other side of my door a few moments later.

I shot up from my bed and found myself close to losing balance and falling to the floor. But I didn't, so I just went out of my room, stumbling and asking what happened.

"The power's out. I need to charge my laptop because I need to send something." Amira grumbled as she kept on working. "I already called Ria, she said she wasn't sure when the power would be back. But don't expect for it to be back soon."

"C'mon then, Rami. Let's go to the new cafe two minutes away. I haven't tried the hot choco there and maybe you could charge your laptop there." I pulled her up from the sofa and dragged her to her room before going to my room, pulling on a hoodie and taking my phone. I think I look decent with a pair of sweatpants and a huge hoodie. The only thing I was wearing that didn't match were the pair of shoes I was wearing. It's originally part of my penguin onesie. Yes, I was wearing huge fluffy yellow feet shoes thing that looks like penguin feet. But did I care? No. It's fantastic.

Amira and I went out and headed to the newest cafe that opened up 5 days ago. But I guess we weren't meant to try it out yet as we were greeted with a yellow sign on the door saying "CLOSED". I was about to suggest to go somewhere else but Amira was already settling to sit by the curb when she saw that there was a plug on the wall. In all honesty, we looked like beggars by the street, except for the fact that we had gadgets with us, and my yellow penguin feet shoes thing really stood out.

I found myself reading a Troyler fanfic on Wattpad that I've been meaning to read for a while. It's really freaking scary in a way because aLL THE YOUTUBERS ARE BEING MURDERED AND I KNOW SOME OF THESE PEOPLE BUT I DON'T KNOW WHO'S KILLING THEM BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN MENTIONED YET, I'M JUST REALLY SCARED FOR THE OTHER CHARACTERS.

Okay, caaalllmmmmm dooooowwwwnnnn...

A 'ding' sounded from my phone and a notification from Twitter popped up saying that I was mentioned by someone. With nothing better to do, I decided to go ahead and check it out.

"@CasparLee: PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA PIZZAAA ((from the coupons of @elEMenopi thanks Em!!!))

"Hey, I'm done already. D'you wanna go somewhere? Like a cafe or something since the power's probably still out?" Amira asked me as I started to put my phone back in my pocket.