A Suitcase: A PewDiePie and Marzia love story.

Happy Wheels

*Marzia*
It has been three weeks since I moved in with Felix and he seems the same. The only things I have discovered about him is that he has an obsession with inanimate objects, and he gives them a unique voice and engages them in a conversation. Once I heard some random gameplay noises coming from the bathroom, it turned out to be Felix playing tamagotchi while pooping.
Yesterday, Felix brought a really beautiful glass vase home and filled it with some cheap but really pretty flowers.
'It's my family's.' He said.
It was so pretty, every corner of the vase seemed to be enjoying the shiny sunlight that bounced off it, and it looked like a shiny star when seen afar, from the corner of the eye.

Felix moves to the dining table and switches on his laptop and browses on the internet.
I walk up to him and put my arm around him. He kisses me on the cheek and tells me he's out of games to play with. He chances in seeing a game named happy wheels.
'That sounds really corny, like some joyride simulator, or something like that...' he says with his tounge between his teeth. He clicks the link and before we know it, we get engaged in this world of carnage. Felix dubs the characters in the game, which makes it even funnier.
The funniest characters in the game are a father and his son. The father doesn't seem to care about his son, whether he is intact or whether there is a blood fountain spouting in the place of his head. Whenever the boy dies, PewDiePie screams 'I DONT CAAAAARE' really loudly. It's really funny to watch him uncut, and in person too.
'You know what, I think I really need to play more of this on YouTube too.' He concludes.
'How about your horror series?' I ask.
'Yeah...I wanna diversify, so that people know I don't do only horror. It'll be a change, but who knows, people might like it!'

I smile at him and walk towards our room. I decide to take a bath and I remove my useless rubber band and roughly comb my hair with my hands.I don't know why I do it so often, but I assume I do it because it feels like I'm giving myself a mini head massage. I pick out a pair of shorts and I steal one of Felix's tee shirts and I go to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and turn up the heat. The hot water and the steam feel so rejuvenating against my body. I find a bar of soap and relish its delicious smell. I rub it and lather it all over myself and rinse again. I wrap my wet hair in a towel and pat myself dry. I wear the clothes and strut out like a boss.
Felix glances at me, only to do a double take cause I am wearing his shirt. He smirks at me and walks towards me, and takes the towel off my head. I exclaim and run after him in that small living room, when I trip and stub my toe on the centre table, the very centre table where the lamp stood.
I fall back and Felix catches  me...

while the beautiful family treasure of the Kjellberg family....
falls,
and 

Shatters.