Mark's POV
When I woke up I thought something was off, so I check my phone.
shit.
it was the day of the party and I slept in pretty fucking late. I race downstairs after doing the normal morning routine, and still half asleep basically, run out the door. I kinda forgot that car doors need to be opened and ran into my car before properly getting in, taking the list of the people I need to bring out of the glove box and read it. first stop: Ryan's place
I text him that I'm here and see him leave his place and get him "next stop, Nicole's" I read off the list.
--30 mins later--
considering I got a shit ton of lifestyle gurus in my car, they're doing that weird carpool chareoke thing. I drop us all off at Pixel's and wait for the others.
Pewds' POV
"tIME TO FUCK SHIT UP" I yell once I get into my car. I look at the list from that weird hanging mirror thing in cars, I taped it up there for hell knows why.
After I get everyone we go to the house and turns out everyone else was done getting everyone aswell, now we just gotta wait for the few others to get here.
Jack's POV
I hear the doorbell and see the other two dinguses at my door, and invite them in. We split the decorations up as to who was taking what was because there was so much stuff.
When we get there Aphmau, Chad, and Pixel start setting everything up.
. . .
After everything is set up and everyone is there we start doing the randomest, weirdest shit. About 15 minutes later some people were already drunk and Cry seems to be having a existential crisis about 'Trump blowing up the world' and was literally standing on a table ranting about it as Leafy was trying to be Spiderman from what I understand. I decide to enter the basement but to my surprise, it was worse. Pixel's cat jumps on my head. It was on the chandelier.
this is fine.
