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CHAPTER 8: EYO WADDUP BABY
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FINDING CONTENT WAS HARD TO DO, since everything has become boringㅡ almost. mae sat on the white marbled countertop of their kitchen, scrolling through youtube to find something interesting to do for later streams. she didn't have a youtube channel. yet, at least. youtube never came to her when she thought about broadcasting gameplays. time was never her friend, so if editing was gonna be on her to do list, she'd miss it for a week.
plopping a blueberry in her mouth, mae lifts her head up when she heard footsteps. "what do you want" mike yawned, stretching an arm up.
"just because i looked at you, doesn't mean i need anything" the younger one scoffed. her lidded eyes glared at him, the best she can, whilst she crossed her legs. her pale legs wrapped in bandages and bandaids due to activities she partakes in.
mae would always have new bandages and bandaids littering her limbs. she tends to be careless with what she does, often doing risky things to finish something quickly. or just enjoys the outcome, even if it'll hurt her or not.
mike dumbfounds at her statement, "mae." he said with a stern tone, glaring at her slightly. knowing his sister well enough that even with just a short eye contact, that's enough to communicate to him an entire story.
"okay, yeah, i need something," she sheepishly looked away, "care to give me some content ideas?"
"seriously?" he lifted brow, ambling towards the fridge.
"i'm dry out of ideas today, c'mon.."
"you've been trending with the mcyt a lot, do another collab with them. dream, perhaps" mike shrugged, his scarlet bangs covering his eyes as he turned around to face mae, a carton of milk on hand.
"a collab with dream..." she pondered, "hmm, okay thanks." with one last berry plopped in her mouth, she jumps off the counter and capered out of the kitchen. leaving some blueberries in the plastic container for mike.
