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Amber sat down on the couch, the leather squeaking underneath her body. Her hair fell into her face, and she felt a hand reach over and move it. She straightened immediately, but calmed when she realized it was just Jack.

After Ryan and Matt had arrived, everything seemed to calm down a little bit.

--Time skip BACKWARDS--

Amber stumbled backwards. There was Matt and Ryan, their arms covered up to their elbows in plastic bags. They both had confused looks on their faces, Jacks eyes were open wide, and Mark, who had just come around the corner, looked highly upset.

"Uhhh. I was um just going." Amber began to walk past Ryan and Matt, but Ryan caught her by the arm, turning her around so that she faced him.

"Woa. Was Mark being a douchenozzle?" Ryans eyes were surprisingly heartfelt.

"Um. No. I screwed up. Its my fault. Sorry. I'll go."

"Wait. Come on. Jack texted us about you hanging over. We got extra popcorn. For our popcorn machine. Don't leave. Stay." His eyes searched her face, hoping. Amber glanced at Mark, but his eyes were cast downwards. With a sigh, Amber looked up and sighed, nodding.

"Great. Now, I'm going to put away these groceries, and I'll come back and talk with you about the great Doucheness of Markiplyier the Douche." Ryan let go of Amber and headed off into the kitchen. Matt took one more look at everyone's faces, nodded at Mark, and then followed Ryan into the kitchen.

--Time Skip to the Above Time--

"Ya got scared for a second eh?" Jack chuckled loudly enough for Chica to begin to bark from the kitchen. Then Lego. Jack groaned and stood up, off to go and quiet the dogs. Amber straightened up on the couch and reached onto the coffee table, grabbing Jacks laptop. Time to talk to some of my friends.

Amber clicked on the Skype icon, clicking on the profile with a picture of a girl with her cat. As the ringtone rang, Lego ran up to her and put his head on her leg. Absentmindedly stroking the top of Lego's head, her minds began to wonder. About Jack. When was he going back to Ireland? How did he feel about Amber? What was he thinking?

Her thought were suddenly broken by her friend on the screen waving her hand around saying, "Helloooo? Friend? I exist you know."

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