together - septiplier

two

When he finally reached his apartment, Jack deftly unlocked the door and stepped in, tossing his backpack to the side. The minimally decorated apartment stared back at him and he let out a discontented sigh before taking the familiar walk to the room with his computer and recording gear.

As soon as the computer was awoken from its slumber, the speaker let out a series of beeps and whistles, notifications popping up all over his screen.

At 02:31 07/21/2016 @Markiplier said: "@jack_septic_eye CHECK UR PHONE U BUTT"

2:31 - Markimoo the Fischy
"JACK CHECK UR PHONE"

markifart said: IS UR PHONE EVEN ON

Jack blinked. And then he reached into his pocket, grabbed his phone, and clicked the home button. A few dozen texts from a certain Mark Fischbach popped up and, despite his best attempts to hide it, a wide smile appeared on the Irishman's face as he unlocked his phone to read the messages in full.

hey Jack, are you free from 7/21 to 8/21? if so, you should come over to Los Angeles and we should hang out!

. . . was the first text. Immediately, Jack was filled with a thrill of excitement, a feeling that coursed through his entire smol body. Was Mark inviting him to his home? But then — what about videos? A horrible, disappointed feeling replaced Jack's initial sense of euphoria. No, he couldn't go. How would be record a month's worth of videos — two videos a day, everyday added up to roughly 60 videos — in a couple of days? Jack was ready to reply with this explanation, but something stopped him. I should read the rest of the messages at least.

i know i know, 'WTF AM I GONNA DO ABOUT VIDEOS?!?!' you didn't think that i had something planned?

The snarky words brought the grin back to Jack's face as he read on.

okay look. your subs will understand the need for a break. and you have backup videos right?

Of course he did. Every YouTuber with common sense had backup videos, for when time just didn't work out or video files got corrupted. But not nearly enough for a whole month.

look, you can upload one a day instead. and we can film some stuff together!

Slowly, the horrid sinking feeling in Jack's stomach lifted.

it's just been AGES since we've seen each other in real life. and it's summer! let me know, please.

Then, almost as an afterthought:

i miss you.

The gray cloud of melancholy disappeared from Jack's shoulders. The twenty-first. . . That's in two days!!! Doubt enveloped him. But. . . to see Mark again? Determination filled the Irishman and Jack nodded to himself. He'd pack and record a bunch of videos in those two days. Almost dizzy with happiness, he giddily sent a reply to Mark.

see you on the 21st, markifart.