(Felix's point of view)
I looked down at Nicola through the car mirror. She was on her phone.
"Fucking Marzia." I said, as she tuned the radio.
"Yeah. Ah, well, she is just a bitch. Anyway, will we be going out for lunch today? "
"Where do you wanna go?"
"Dunno. But I most certainly don't want any posh stuff," she said, in her cute British accent.
I
had to tell her soon. I can't stay in Britain. Me and Marzia come here to make vlogs together, not to live here.
I could stay here though, I guess.
Or, she could go to USA, and travel with me! Fuck yeah!
Anyway, I need to tell her. Sometime soon.
"Felix? Felix? Are you listening? We could go for a sandwich at subway, huh? What do you say?"
"I say, let's go to subway. What do you want then?"
"Just cheese and ham."
"BBQ for me then. Let's go, I'm fucking hungry!"
Ah, well I'll tell her later.
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Seriously? (pewdiepie fanfic)
FanfictionI am alone. I have nowhere to go, no where to be, no one to count on! Until a mischievous, Swedish plot twist helps me to live. Literally!
