☞︎︎︎ Chapter 3 ☜︎︎︎

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- Albert's POV -
I arrived back at our house, disappointed (obviously) that my meetup with Y/N was cut short cuz of Kirsten. Well- at least I would have more time to record and help edit some stuff... When I opened the door, Kirsten's glaring face met my eyes.

       ☹︎ 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ☹︎
"Wait, let me get this straight- I can't see Y/N anymore?" I frowned, this wasn't the most fair of deals... Especially coming from Kirsten. "Yeah." She replied, like it was as easy as deleting some effect while editing for a video. "But why?" I sighed, then her phone 'concidentally' buzzing and she said sorry and went to go and answer it. I then made my way to my studio-thing, or, what I like to call it,  Felipe's birth-room. Or the chamber of endless screams. It was raining- PERFECT!! I then immediately logged onto to Roblox, obviously on a random account I made some time ago and began recording, occasionally screaming (okay fine, maybe every 2 minutes...) and doing imatations, I just couldn't distract myself from just thinking I had to not talk to Y/N...

- Your POV -
I'd message Albert again...How come he was reading them but not responding?? He even didn't respond to my threat of sister-snatching his doggo (Bedrock/Rocky). Something has to be wrong...

*Sorry this is short! I'm pretty busy with stuff, and I don't have ANYTHING (literally nothing) against Kirsten/Kirsten & Albert's relationship! This is just for fun and your enjoyment! Anyway, I'll write as much as I can! And I loveeeee leaving you in cliffhangers!! (Another unhealthy obsession of mine) Anyway, until next time! Keep readinggggg! 💗💗 👁️👄👁️

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