Youtubers Part 2!

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Before this gets started I literally have to give a shoutout to this person or else I wont be able to continue

@/jason_graceless gave me 98 notifications alone and I'm not joking, I cried a little so I just wanted to appreciate them here so THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU

OMFG YOU KNOW WHATS FUNNY, JASON GRACELESS IS THE NAME OF JASONS YOUTUBE CHANNEL WHICH IM WRITING ABOUT OKAY STORY TIME


Percy's heart beat nervously. He felt the bitter taste of coffee rising in his throat. He wiped his palms on his pants. His knee was tapping as were his fingers. He couldn't. Stop. Moving.

Because today, this perfect flawless beautiful impeccable day, he was meeting his biggest star, his internet crush, his- okay you get it. Just the thought of seeing Jason in person made Percy want to scream. He put a fist up to his mouth to hide the silly grin spreading across his face. His quick breaths fogged up in the crisp December air but all he felt was warm. And a little dizzy, but he brushed it off as a side effect of JASON GRACES AMAZING WOOING POWERS.

He really did not need to drink coffee at 4am in the morning. He was wondering if he was about to cross the line between delirious to borderline insane.

Deeeeep breaths Perce, deep breaths. He closed his eyes and felt the scented air bite into his lungs. He checked the clock on the pillar next to him. 5:26 am. It was going so so so so slow. Every second felt like an hour. He hadn't felt this way in a long time. He hadn't felt this way since, well, the first facetime call. The first agreement to move in. The first day marking the calendar. It was so surreal to him.

Percy glanced nervously at the luggage loitering the ground around him. He may have forgotten one teensy detail. How was he going to fit the one, two, three, four, five bags into god knew what Jason brought with him.

What if I brought the wrong stuff, what if what I have isn't appropriate for California weather, what if - Aghhhh!

He dragged his hand down his face. Get a grip, its only a move. A possible career changing, life changing move.

Yep, he was definitely not drinking coffee this early in the morning.

He wiggled his stiff fingers from the handle of the largest ((blue)) suitcase. They felt like they were glued stiff with how cold the air was. He hadn't noticed it until now. His eyes were stinging, nose numb, and lungs stabbing with each breath he took. He was almost positive his hair had icicicles hanging from the ends since his morning shower.

He tried to focus on the footsteps echoing on the frozen cobblestone but all he could think about was 'what if those were Jason's footsteps and what if he doesn't recognize me in person and what if-"

Damn ADHD

At least he knew he wouldn't be alone in the constant hyper activity constant moving, Jason admitted to having it as well. Percy basically considered it then they were soulmates. Honestly, how close can you get.

He looked to the clock again, half expecting it to say *5:27* am but thankfully it was 5:50.

Ten minutes, that's what Jason told him. Six o'clock. Judging from Jason's uncanny ability to always be able to put a video up on time (how???), he assumed he would be right about him coming right on time.

But when it was 6:00, he wasn't there.

Or 6:05

6:10...

Percy swallowed. He was compulsively checking the clock at least every ten seconds. He couldn't get the overwhelming thought that maybe Jason forgot about him.

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