Ross grumpily chased me round yogtowers, I nudged my glasses up onto my face, but then I fell into Smiffy. FOR CHRISTS SAKE MAN. He fucking caught me and carried me away Bridal Style.
Shit.
I saw Ross watching. I slapped Smiffy and he dropped me, then Sjin caught me and we were now playing, pass the Ellie.
Sjin ran over too Sips and passed me too him. Sips spun around and threw me at duncan, I nearly hit the ground but he caught me and set me down. I sighed, it was over.
Then Ross grabbed me and dragged me into HatFilms office. I laughed. I slumped down onto their couch, tired.
Ross PoV
"You're tired already? Haha, cmon you!" I grabbed her hand and pulled her out, we were going too the common room?" Ellie groaned and slumped after me, i sat her down and Hannah freaked out. "Oh god what did you guys do??"
"Played pass the Ellie. Why?" I asked happily.
"She looks tired as hell!" Hannah worried.
"Yes, but she enjoyed it." I stroked her hair making it frizzy.
Ellies PoV
I grumbled and grabbed ross, i pulled him close too me pretending i was about too kiss him, but then.. I STOLE HIS JUMPER MUAHAH!
I ran about yelling 'WANNA FIGHT ME?!' I ran into a lift giggling as i went into simons office, i hid under his desk. He grumbled and laughed. "AWWWW!" He said. "You've got Rossys jumper on!"
I laughed stiffly as Ross ran in, he crawled under the desk and dragged me out by my hair.
Oh god.
I punched Ross square in the face.He squealed and fell back, I ran out, into the storage room.
Later I was playing GTA on a server with Smiff. I was living with Hatfilms at the moment and Trott was sleeping and Ross was watching a movie. Suddenly i screamed.
"SMIFFFFFF!!!!!!"
Ross jumped from the chair and into my room. "WHATS GOIN' ON!"
I groaned and mumbled. "Im gonna cut this part out later. Ross, we're recording, get out." Ross nodded, and walked out annoyed. We continued playing
"Psst.. Ellie.." Whispered Smith..
"Whutt?" I laughed
"BOOM HEADSHOT!!" HE yelled
"1V1 ME LAD!" i yelled, "MATE." We laughed so hard.
That was a good session.
