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time skip: 2 weeks before vidcon..

alex pov:

many of my fans have been messaging me about vidcon, i certainly cannot wait to see all my supporters. one thing i CAN wait for are all the videos peggy will put out of my drunk ass on tik tok, now everyone'll know about my obsession with the renegade. call me the upgraded charli damelio, bitch.

ping!

i hear my phone go off. i turn on my phone to see what it was.

new message from: elizard 💗

elizard 💗: I can't wait to see you in two weeks! everyone will love you

me: yeah period

elizard 💗: oh? aren't you excited?

are you sure you want to change contact name to: "eliza"? yes | no

eliza: you've been kind of distant lately, is something wrong?

me: nah it's all good, just a bit nervous. no need to worry

eliza: okay.

yeah, i have been kind of distant lately. she's a sweet girl, don't get me wrong. but i feel uncomfortable with the thought of us being a thing. the shit we tweeted when we were drunk just pushed me even more towards that feeling. it's not like i hate her, it's more like i hate the thought of being with her. we aren't meant to be.

ping!

another message. hopefully, not from eliza this time.

new message from group chat "the homies😎"

horsebitch: deadass can not wait to see them fan girls yell my name 😎😎✌️

frenchhorn: please just stop talking completely

me: throw your vocal chords away and start a new life as a young bashful red head from New Zealand, ready to go on a fishing trip with ur dad thanks

horsebitch: can someone get me some butter because I have just been toasted

i let out a weak laugh, they have never failed to cheer me up a bit, that's why i love them so much. my smile quickly fell as i received a message from snapchat that read,

eliza is typing...

i roll my eyes and shut off my phone. i let out an exhausted sigh for what seemed like the 50th time today.

"i'm sad. i'm going to go rewatch all of the episodes of Brooklyn 99 again."