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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐒𝐌𝐏.

This is like a filter chapter
But if you wanna know more abt
Your smp (FloorSMP) and ur
Other friends, yeah sure :P

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You sat down in the kitchen, subconsciously stuffing a croissant in your mouth as you scroll through Twitter, liking and tweeting post with a bored expression.

Gulping down the chewed piece of bread, you decided to check on Ez. Afterall, she is your friend.. right?

Beetroot
Hey Ez,,,,
U ok bud?

You waited to get a reply, you tried to stay calm outside as you wither and die slowly inside. Tapping your fingers on the countertop, you put down your phone and take out your water bottle from the fridge and chugging it.

You heard your phone beep, signalling someone messaged you. Your hands swiped and took a hold of your precious device.

Polyyesholy
Im fine
Im sorry abt what happened

Beetroot
It's fine
Im sorry too cause i didnt
Respond to your invite
Take a break if you need to

Polyyesholy
Nah its fine
Im coming on the smp
You on?

Beetroot
Yeah sure ^^

Smiling, feeling relieved that you and Ez made up. You walk up the stairs and got in your room, stretching your arms as you logged on minecraft.

You decided to take a break from streaming but keep on playing.

As you joined the smp, Ez was already there. Along with a few members of the smp, like Soft and Toaster.

You hopped on discord and joined VC 3, where some of them were on.

"OMG, BEET MOM!!"

"PROBLEM CHILD!"

You and Toaster were the closest, probably closer than your friendship with Ez.

Toaster was one of your first fans who always supported you. He was a bright and happy kid, One of the only minors in the FloorSmp (A.K.A your Smp).

"What the fuck, why would call her beet mom?" Softie spoke up, sounding tired and annoyed as usual.

"Why isn't my second favorite, Softie! How are you, mon chéri?" You asked in a cutesy tone as Softie muttered out an ew.

Softie was one of those people in their "everything is shit" phrase despite being 19 years old. You two have a good connection with each other.

Sometimes she complains about you being (british/american/asian/etc) and you tease her for being french to get back.

"Oh my fucking god..." Softie groaned as a soft thud was heard from her side of the call.

"Softie, you giving yourself more brain damage." Ez spoke up, you slightly flinch at her voice.

"Anyways-! How are you, Problem child?" You changed the subject, putting the spotlight on your so-called child.

"I murdered 5 horses today!" Toaster exclaims proudly.

"Aww that's so cute!" You squealed, earning strange looks from Ez and Softie.

"I'm... Jesus christ, Weirdos everywhere."

"I'm not a weirdo."

"Ez, you literally jumped off a cliff 10 times already."

"Still not a weirdo."

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Bidding goodbye as you logged out of minecraft and disconnecting on discord, you let out a small tired sigh before picking up a half-empty water bottle on your desk and drinking it slowly.

Placing the bottle down, you leaned more on your gaming chair as you look up. Spacing away from reality as you feel like your eyelids were going to close on you any second.

You let out another sigh, fluttering your eyes as you turn your head to your phone laying peacefully next to your mouse.

"..Dream SMP, huh?" You muttered.

"More like Pissbaby SMP.."