A mistake (Markiplier x reader)

Chapter 1

~This is in Y/N's pov~

You slam your alarm clock from your bedside table

"Uughhh, I dont wanna get outta bed"

You say halfly sleepdrunk, after 5 minutes on your phone you finally get out of bed. "What the hell do I wear". You look outside and the weather's pretty shitty. "A hoodie it is then" You grab your favorite sweater and some black jeans from your closet. You walk into the bathroom and look in the mirror.

"Oh jesus, I look like a demonic beast"

You grab your makeup and hairbrush, you brush out your hair and yeet it into a bun (or you keep it loose whatever you like uwu). You grab some primer, "These bags are the worst I've had in months" Then you put on some foundation, highlighter and mascara.

While walking into the living room you look on your phone, 0 messages.. "Welp I better get some coffee"

You have an apartment in the middle of the city, and you have beautiful view over the city streets. You have fairy lights hanging around your room. Once the coffee machine is done you grab your coffee and sit down on at the table, you open op your laptop for some Lo-fi Music.

Its 9 am. You already had 3 cups of coffee but you still arent fully awake. "The exchange student should arrive at 12.." You say softly to yourself. You close your laptop, grab your earbuds, some money, your favorite sneakers, a jacket and ofcourse your keys. You plug in your earphones and start listening to some calming music while locking the door of your apartment. You walk your way through the streets, after ten minutes you arrive at Subway, you didnt eat breakfast yet and some fresh air would wake you up a bit. After ordering a 12 inch sandwich you sit down by a table. It tastes better than you thought, 'I needed this', you think to yourself.

An hour passes by, 10 am.. 'Maybe I should get going' You grab your stuff and start walking back, after arriving back home you open up your laptop again put on your speaker and play your favorite playlist. "You know what, I'm gonna clean this place before she arrives". Another hour passes.. 11 am.

You plop into your chair by the working table, you reread the Email about the exchange student. "16, Japanese, Girl.." 'I'm gonna have so much fun!'

After some time, you get bored, you grab a random book your working on and think if something to write further.

Riingg, riingg

The doorbell, You nearly fall out of your seat. You lower your music volume, pull the sweater over your hands and walk up to the door..

"Hi!, I'm your exchange student!"