Picking Up the Pieces (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 29

Sighing, I kept on looking through newspaper after newspaper, making no progress on finding a job near by. I already tried calling Ethan to give me back my job, but one, he didn't answer the first few times, and two, when he called back, he told me that someone already took my place.

"Shit...." I mumbled and threw out the newspaper that I've already looked though.

"Did you find a job yet?" Mark asked, walking into the kitchen with a towel around his neck.

"No, and what's with the towel?" I raised an eyebrow, curious on what thus fool was going to do.

"I'm actually going to go do something with my life and exercise." He smirked and took another water bottle from the fridge. 'He'll be a good actor in a movie. But only if he turned his body a bit to the left....' I thought as I kept on eyeing my boyfriend some more. 'Ah, if he raised his hand a bit-'

"You have a suspicious look on your face. What are you thinking?" He questioned.

"Nothing. Just wondering how good you'll be in a movie." I said, removing the pencil from behind my ear and air tracing his body shape. "You'll even be better animated."

"Ok, ok Ms. Director. Maybe you should go back to school and study films so you can become a director." He commented before entering the living room. Huh, that's not a bad idea. I'm not too old to go to university, so maybe going back to school can be an option...

Shaking my head a bit, I put the thought in the back of my head and, got up and went upstairs and inot Mark's recording room. I jumped onto his computer. Originally, I was going to search up jobs near me, but I ended up searching up a near by university. Unfortunately, there wasn't a top quality one in L.A, but there was one out of the country.

'U.A University. A school of the Arts...' The description said as I scrolled down. 'Projects done in Italy.'

'Acting....Singing.....Foods, Tasha would enjoy that....Ahh, Theater...' I clicked on the tab and explored. After a few minutes of research, I wrote down the school on a peice of paper, and exited out of the website, now actually going to look for a job so I could get money for my books. I came across this site, a open stop for bartending at a near by pub. 'Hmmmmmm....'

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I went back downstairs to see that Mark, instead of doing actual exercise,

he was doing yoga.

"And breath in..." The lady on the T.V said and Mark followed. "And breath out...." Mark exhaled.

"And downwards dog." I butted in, making the Aisan man turn to face me.

"Hello, (Y/N)." He said.

"Hello, Mark. Is this your type of exercise?" He rose from his awkward postion, streached before walking my way.

"Why yes. Care you join me?" I laughed and he grabbed my hand,  placing a small kiss on the back of my hand. It placed a small smile on my face.

"Sorry, I have something to do." I repiled and grabbed my purse from the couch. "You have fun in your Zen state." He bowed, making me snicker. Putting on my shoes, I went out and took the bus to this pub. As expected, the smell of alcohol ruined the fresh air and since it was day time, there wasn't a lot of people.

"Hello?" I said, walking into the facility. Men watching a ongoing football game turned to face my way. I raised my eyebrow, saying 'What do you want?' They only turned back around, minding their own buiness.