Friday flew by, it seemed as if you had barely even woken up before you were once again home in your room, posting videos, and checking out Mark's, Jack's, and Bob's channels. They really were big, huh? From browsing through their videos, you learn that they were good friends. Several collab videos were proof of this. Of all the collab series',your favorite was definitely Prop Hunt. After a few hours binge watching, you log off the laptop and begin changing into your pajamas.
Getting settled into bed, you pick up your phone and begin going through social media. After a while you get a notification. It was a text from Jack.
Jack: Hey Amber! I was curious about ya! How are you?! excited for tomorrow?
You: sup jack? Im good, cant wait to see you and mark again. that reminds me, will Bob be there?
Jack: Bob left, he was only visiting for a week.
You: Oh, so he doesnt live here in LA?
Jack: Nope, and neither do I. But il staying with mark for about a month as a vacation slash visit!
You: thats cool
Jack: Yeah, mark is a good friend of mine
You sigh and rest your head on your hands. You already knew that Jack and Mark were good friends. Maybe you had made a mistake by watching all those videos. What you said something that only someone who had watched the videos would know? Now you were getting yourself all nervous.
You: im going to go to sleep so im rested for tomorrow. Night jack!
Jack: Good night Amber! sweetest of dreams!
You groan and flop backwards. You were bound to sat something and ruin the whole thing. Some slip up, some word and it would all be over. How awkward. Staring at the ceiling you begin to imagine everything that could possibly go wrong tomorrow, your mind was ripe with over exaggerated scenarios, bound to never happen. Grabbing your phone, you put it down on your bedside table. Then try to settle in to sleep, but end up only tossing and turning under the covers.
After at least a half hour of failed attempts at sleep, you toss the covers aside and head back to the living room. You grab your laptop and log back on, not being able to stay away from another amusing episode of Prop Hunt or other Gmod games. Was this creepy? Watching a whole bunch of these peoples videos a day before you were supposed to go hang out with them? Why did everything have to get so complicated all of sudden?
Watching hour after hour of YouTube really wears the mind, finally you drift to sleep at your coffee table, laptop in hand, peacefully resting the night away.
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A Walk in the Rain (Markiplier x Reader)
FanfictionLife for you right now is the worst it will ever be, stuck in a dead end job that pays just enough for an apartment and Ramen Noodles every night, you try to find freedom in the community of YouTube as a vlogger. One night, you are caught in the rai...
