Warm Undertones. ~ M.F

Listen.

-A few days later-

"Fuck I can never win a round of this fucking stupid ass game!" I snap as I slam my mouse on my desk.

"Woah there Michaela, calm it down with the profanity mkay?" I roll my eyes as I stare at the respawn button. Suddenly I hear a small bang from the other side of the wall. I get up from my chair and put my ear to the wall.

"Okay Mark, 1..2...3... HEY everyone it's me, Markiplier, back with another episode of 60 seconds, the game where we survive a nuclear apocalypse with our boring ass family!" I chuckle, who in the world could he be talking to? And, Markiplier? The fuck is that?

As time goes on I find myself intrigued at everything he's saying. It almost sounds like he's just talking while playing a video game.

"Alright everyone I think I've just about had enough for today.."

He proceeds to do a little outro type thing, and suddenly the once noisy neighbor goes silent.

I sit back at my desk and look up "Markiplier" the first link takes me to a YouTube channel. Sure enough, there he is. He has a pretty huge ass following. I click on the most recent video "Mario maker rage compilation" and proceed to cry from laughing the entire time. This guy is absolutely hilarious. Suddenly Tori walks in.

"Hey I'm going out for a bit to visit my friend I haven't seen in forever. I'll be back soon, kay?"

"Yea yea, don't do anything I wouldn't do!" She winks and leaves the room.

About an hour passes by and it soon reaches 5:30. As I pick up my phone to order dominos, the doorbell rings.

I look out the peephole to spot a familiar, handsome face.

"Hey! Settled in?"

"You bet, thought I'd formally introduce myself."

"Well, come in, I was just about to order dominos. Want anything?"

"I'm fine, really." I give him a look that says "I'm offering free food and you're really gonna pass this up?"

"Okay fine gimme some breadsticks." He chuckles. I place my order and then join him on my couch.

"So, Mark, tell me about yourself."

"Well, there's not much to know, really. I recently moved to the area in hopes to just settle down, and be away from the giant city of LA for a while."

"LA? You must have had quite a job to be able to afford living there."

"Nah, I just lived with a friend." He replies nonchalantly. "Hey, could I use your bathroom?"

"Sure, just go down the hall and it's the last room." He nods and gets up out of his seat. A minute passes by until I hear him call out my name.

"Hey Michaela, what's this?" He says poking his head out of my room. Suddenly I remember two things. I didn't specify exactly what room it was, and I forgot to exit out of YouTube.

I warily step into the room to see Mark standing at my computer, giving me a look.

"I can explain.." I say, guilt on my face.

"Well, I'm listening."

I gulp.