1 in 6000 (MrBeast x Reader)

Chapter 7

My apartment seemed much lonelier now. It made me wish that I had some kind of roommate to greet me when I came in, or even some kind of pet. Spending the evening surrounded by people had just made me miss having friends around. Unfortunately all of my friends were back in my home town, and none of them had really kept in contact when we all went to college.

I kicked my shoes off at the door, and switched the light on. The light flickered for a few seconds and then made a slight noise, before going black. Great. No food in the house, and now no light either. "Shit!" I exclaimed, I had completely forgotten about the job search. I went to grab my bag, but it wasn't hanging off my shoulder like it usually was. I turned towards the door, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness of my living room, thinking I might have chucked it on the floor when I walked in. Not there either. "shit shit shit" I muttered to myself, looking over at the couch. It wasn't there either, not that it would have been seeing as I hadn't even gotten that far into my apartment yet. I must have left it in Jimmy's car. Not only were all of my resumes in there, the tablet that he'd bought me would've been left right next to it. 

My bank card was in my back pocket, and so was my phone, so I didn't particularly need it, but I would have to wait even longer to search for a job. I didn't even care that the light in here wasn't working, I made my way over to the couch and sat down. I placed my head in my hands, trying to get this stress off my shoulders. I hated feeling like there was nothing I could do, but in this situation, there literally wasn't anything. All I could do was go to sleep and hope that Jimmy noticed my bag was there. What if he doesn't see it tonight, and doesn't use his car for a few days? Or what if he does see it but doesn't remember where I live? 

I sighed and sat back on the couch, beginning to stare at the ceiling. I needed to do something to take my mind off my bag, and I knew just the thing. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, the brightness of the screen lighting up everything around me, and momentarily dazing me, before adjusting to the darkness of the room. I put in my pass code, and immediately pulled up the YouTube app. The home screen loaded a bunch of recommended videos, none of them particularly capturing my interest. I typed 'MrBeast' into the search bar, and hundreds of videos popped up. 

I must have been scrolling through his channel for ages, it was shocking how many views he had for every video, and even more shocking how many of them included giving money away. I clicked on one of them 'Last To Remove Hand, Wins House Challenge', I watched as he explained the rules to the challenge to the camera, and I couldn't help but wish I'd have met him whilst he was doing this challenge. I could've really used that right now. Most of the people in the video were people that I'd met today, but the ones I hadn't seemed just as lovely. 

I got the general vibe that Chandler wasn't the one to place bets on when it came to challenges. There were quite a few jokes about him quitting, and most of the people competing all agreed that he would be the first one out. This seemed to be a theme running through most of his challenge videos, and before I knew it, I'd pretty much watched them all. I really appreciated how much time and effort Jimmy put into his content, this was obvious by the fact that in some of his videos, he'd change the whole thing around when it seemed like it was getting a bit slow. His enthusiasm and energy was consistent throughout, his smile on his face almost every time he was on camera. I found myself laughing or smiling along with him most of the time also. Almost as if his happiness was contagious. 

I came across a video that he'd posted about two years ago, which involved tipping pizza delivery drivers, and I found myself almost tearing up at times. It made me very happy to know that he used the money he got for good things, not just treating himself. There are so many people out there who would rather spend $10,000 on designer clothes than they would someone else's happiness, and Jimmy wasn't one of those people. It really reiterated in my mind, that my judge of character was rather accurate, and Jimmy was just as genuine and kind in these videos as he was in person.

Before I knew it, I'd seen most of the videos he'd posted in the last couple of years. Feeling much more relaxed now than I had done a few hours ago. My eyelids started to feel extremely heavy, and I found myself drifting off to sleep a little bit. I adjusted my position on the couch, decided that I couldn't be bothered to carry myself off to bed. I clicked on a video of Jimmy's that was in the recommended, and plugged my phone into charge, placing it neatly on the coffee table, and turning down the volume slightly. 

I turned back into the couch, and found myself feeling rather comforted by the sound of Jimmy's voice playing on my phone. It made me feel less alone as I fell asleep.