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"i'll be back like late at night probably, if anything changes i'll message you" y/n put the bag with the essential stuff she needed to go to tommy's house

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"i'll be back like late at night probably, if anything changes i'll message you" y/n put the bag with the essential stuff she needed to go to tommy's house. yes, tommyinnit. they met because their parents were good friends, and ironically enough they are both streamers, and good friends, besides the small age gap.

she got her vlog camera propped up so it can film while she drives, making the 3 hour drive more fun. she pulled out a playlist val had made her and she basically had a small party in her car. she only stopped at red lights because she didn't want to be embarrassed, not that she actually cared cause she would never see those people again in her life.

she got her backpack out of the car and knocked on the door she knew so well. she had hit her head a lot of times on this door cause tommy liked being a bitch. she was filming her legs, being careful not to show anything that could dox the poor child.

"ah y/n dear, welcome!" mother innit said as she opened the door for the young girl
"you changed your hair haven't you! it look wonderful" she complimented the woman who she thought of as a second mother

"thank you! anyways, uh i believe tommy is streaming right now, but you can go up to his room" the girl nodded and made her way up, saluting father innit on her way up the stairs. as she got closer to the boy's room, she could hear him scream. she knocked on the door.

"mum i'm streaming!" that whiny voice screamed from inside the room. y/n just got inside, placed her bag next the door and closed it.

"well, it's nice to see you too" she hugged the boy

"you got here fast, no traffic?"

"surprisingly enough no" he nodded and sat back down, the girl sitting on a chair next to him

"how are we feeling chat? she asked the chat, as tommy plugged in her headset and handed it to her.

"im playing minecraft with tubbo, ranboo and phill right now" he informed the girl

"hii y/n!" tubbo knew the girl, she had been in miltuple calls with them

"ah my favorite child hello!"

"im not your favorite child"

"TOMMY FINALLY ADMITTED HE'S A FUCKING CHILD" she said as she started laughing

"anyways, dadza how's the wife?"

"she is great, thank you for asking"

"oh wow chat relax, why are you spamming wilbur in the chat" tommy asked as he was trying to see if wilbur has messaged him or something. y/n opened twitter seeing that she was still trending. and wilbur had seen it.

"ah wait didn't you say some stupid shit on your stream yesterday and now you're like trending on Twitter?"tommy asked as he saw the #

"yep. i didn't think I would still be trending"

"what did you even say"

"something stupid about a wilbur guy and the brown m&m" Tommy started laughing

"wilbur, as in wilbur soot?"

"yeah i think-yeah"

"he's my friend" at this point tommy's laugh could be heard from downstairs

"oh fuck-"

"hey guys" a voice interrupted her

"hi wilbur" philza greeted the voice

"yo y/n are you okay? guys I fucking broke her" tommy said as he waved his hand in front of you

you removed your hand from your mouth and you started laughing. the chat was spamming 'y/n is blushing!?' making the gilr even more red. it's not the fact that she had talked about the guy bothering her. it's the fact that he had fucking seen it all and he had tweeted about it right now.

@wilbursoot
well @moonie i think you're cute too but the brown m&m is mine

she calmed down and looked at the chat.
"chat fuck off you're not cool" she said as she crossed her hands on her chest and puffed out her bottom lip. wilbur started laughing cause he had tommy's stream open and be could see the girl pouting. he did find her really beautiful

"anyways, now that im here do something, entertain me people" she said as she laid her head on tommy's shoulder.

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