From the Other Side of the Screen- Markiplier X Reader

This story is written as you are a girl, just as a forewarning.

A late night, random skype call buzzed up on your laptop screen. You didn't recognize the number, so you cowered into darkness and accepted the call. "Hello?"

You'd recognize the voice that returned anywhere.

A mixture of angst and fluff and sad stuff I guess but oh well. Updated irregularly.