Best Buddies | Mark, Jack, Dan, Phil

3: A Day In The Flat

Jack and Phil sat down on the couch to the left while Dan who was in the middle was scared the living shit out of. Phil also got scared by the jumpscares too, and sometimes hid behind Dan.
Jack was an ultimate fangirl/boy and occasionally screamed inside whenever that happened. But he didn't get scared by the jumpscares.
As soon as the clock reached 2 am, they sadly stopped the episode.
"Well, there you have it! Until Dawn, episode 1! It's sort of cliche, but in a good way, I swear."
Phil nodded in agreement.
"But there's a huge twist in the end, so play to the end, dammit!" Jack jokingly screamed. Phil laughed, and so did Dan.
As soon as Dan turned off the camera,, he started yawning.
"I'm tired. I usually wake up at like 8 am, but apparently not today. See you in probably hours." Dan got up and ran up the stairs to his room.
Phil started to get a little bit tired as well.
"Hey, do you think you can get settled in on your own? I have to edit more PINOF tomorrow."
Jack shrugged it off. "It's fine. I think I already know my way around here."
"That's great. See you tomorrow." Phil proceeded to shake hands with Jack. It seemed a bit awkward, but Jack did it anyway. Phil head upstairs and Jack heard the closing of his door.
Jack took the opportunity to check on Mark, he hasn't seen him in a while. He head upstairs and silently opened the door to Mark's room. He found him passed out, fully clothed on the floor.
Jack was really confused. But he didn't want Mark to sleep in discomfort, plus Jack knows Mark is the heaviest sleeper in the world.
Jack had struggles picking up Mark, but he did make his way over to the bed and put down Mark. He covered up him up with a blanket, so he wouldn't get cold, even if he was fully clothed, but the fan was on High. It made sense to Jack, dammit.
He figured that he would need to explain the situation, since Mark has a fairly good memory, so he silently head downstairs to grab a sticky note and write down these exact words,
"Hey, I know you're probably wondering why you're on the bed now. Well, I didn't want you to sleep in discomfort, so I picked you up and put you there. Are you okay, by the way? Passing out on the floor is not very common for you. Take care, bro. -Jack".
He head upstairs to place the sticky note on the bedside table and made his way to his room.
He settled down, and entered the Spotify app, to play some My Chemical Romance. Jack thought they were a very good band. (And the author does too, MCR is amazing.)
He took off his shoes and he slipped on his pajamas, which consisted of a green striped shirt with blue plaid pajama pants. Although they didn't match very well, they sure were comfy. He flopped down onto the bed, and put his MCR playlist on shuffle, and fell asleep to the second song. Today was a good day. A casual day.
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Hey, it's the author again. I feel like changing my username since I'm not digging that much into Melanie anymore, she's been mentioned pretty much everywhere and I kind of got sick of it. I still love her music though.
In other notes, sorry that I'm not updating this story often. I'm not very active on my Wattpad. But I will guarantee you that I will update Isabella: A Fortune Told if that is possibly still up, I can't remember.
I don't see my Septiplier fanfiction being all that great, so I hope you don't mind that I'm deleting that soon despite all the attention it got. I'm sorry if you enjoyed it, but I just don't find fun in making those chapters anymore.
I love you all, peace! <3
-The Author