Mark's POV
After a few minutes of setting up Jack's room and stuff, we decide to go to downtown L.A.
"Where are we going again?" Jack asks as we drive down the streets.
"I don't know, downtown. You know how downtowns are, right?"
"Well, yeah. But what are we going to do?"
"Go to a restaurant, play Pokeman Go..."
"Yes! I mean, ok, that sounds cool."
I bust out laughing. "What the actual fuck? All I said was Pokeman Go, and you freak out saying, 'YES, YES! I'M IN!'"
"You know how much I love catching them all with my master balls." He gives me a sly look and my face feels hot.
"What!? No! Don't say it like that! We both know my mind goes to dirty places fast!" We stop and park the car at an jam-packed parking lot.
"I know." We get out of the car and walk to the nearest restaurant. Its almost six o'clock, so most of them are full. But I live here and I know the best are always half-full because nobody visiting recognizes its potential. So we step into The Enclave.
//CLIFFHANGER! Mwuhahahaha!//
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Septiplier is Chirstmas[On Hold Forever]
FanfictionThis story was inspired by my friend who said, "Oh my god. The colors of septiplier is Christmas!" And that was that.