Sleepless, a Poofless ff

Big-Ass Bag of Bricks

Listen to "How to Hide your Feelings" by Man Overboard. I'm not creative enough to list any impressive occupations right now.

Chapter 6, Big-Ass Bag of Bricks

Nobody else was awake, and honestly Preston was barely awake himself. He struggled to get up, feeling incredibly weak. Rob was still sleeping with his head buried into the couch cushion, and Mat was sprawled across the other couch. Preston slightly regretted his decision last night as he stared into the mirror. But what could he do? He groaned, slumping against the sink. Preston screwed up. He always had to screw up.

Preston stared at the bottle of pills. He could pretend to be really tired, and just sleep through the day, but Minecon was tomorrow. He splashed water on his face, and attempted to clean up, people would be vlogging, filming, and planning today; so he had to function through it. Glancing back at the mirror, Preston decided he had done his best, and walked out, still a bit shaky.

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You know that feeling in the morning where everything seems perfect? Just that one millisecond of time when you have no regrets, no doubts, when everything is happy? Well that's exactly how Rob felt, until a big-ass bag of bricks fell down and crushed the entire fucking mood. He wanted to stay in that spot and never move, but of course that didn't work out to well when he realized he was practically suffocating in the fabric of the couch. Yawning as he stood up, Rob ruffled his hands through his hair, still half-asleep. Maneuvering through the mess they had created in Preston's living room, he made his way to the bathroom for a shower.

(Time-skip because who the fuck wants to read about soap?)

"Rob!" Mitch called from the kitchen.

"What?" Rob yelled back, equally as loud.

"Get in the Vlog!" He answered, laughing a bit.

Rob hurried into the kitchen to see Mitch and Preston discussing the convention. He tensed up a bit seeing Preston. Mitch looked up and smiled, introducing Rob, then continuing to ramble about Minecon. Preston turned his gaze to Rob, smiling cautiously. Rob returned the gaze before Mitch cut in,

"So, plans for today?" He asked.

Preston quickly replied, "There's a paintballing match a few minutes from here, and I've invited some other guys, you can come if you aren't too busy." They both agreed, then Preston hurried off to wake Mat and Jerome up. Rob shoved a bagel in the toaster, and hopped up onto the counter. Mitch was looking over footage, clearly busy; and everyone else seemed to be doing something

important, so he let them be, thinking, I wonder what Preston is doing? He quickly pushed the thoughts away.

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Vikk rushed around his house, late for the match. Pulling on a jacket, he rushed out of the hotel, checking his phone again to make sure he had the address.

"Shit." He mumbled under his breath, getting into his car and slightly speeding... Maybe a little more than slightly speeding. Oops.

(Time skip of Road-rage, traffic, and other incredibly interesting stuff you would love to read about)

Vikk stuffed his keys into his pocket, he had made it just barely, and in the distance he could see a bunch of people gearing up. Vikk ran over and recognized Lachlan, Kenny, and Choco.

"Hey guys!" He called, waving.

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School's starting in three days, fuck me. So salty. But I might upload less...maybe. Not sure how stuff is gonna work out. Probably at the beginning of the school year, things won't be perfect, but I'll adjust of course. Real excited about the new Poofless GTAcraft series, though I kinda still miss Hunger games with guns.

A/Ns are stupid.

Bye!