Arson is The Best Medicine (retired)

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y/n's pov

i fucking hate people. ever since dream and i's interaction on stream, my twitter and instagram have been blowing up for days on end. hell, i don't even know how his fans found my socials. maybe they all just stalked sapnap's or dream's following until they saw a user that looked like mine when i donated. sneaky bastards.

dream has been attempting to persuade me to stream for months now; telling me to "be the 5th member of the dream team", which i think is whack. i don't think i'm ready to get immensely simped over on twitch. i already get enough traction just by occasionally talking on someone's stream for half a second. i also don't know how id even balance being in college and streaming. i have no idea how quackity does it.

speaking of my friends companions, i've met a handful of them. bad i was introduced too almost right off the bat, same with george. most of those interactions go down with me and sap making a disgraceful amount of dnf jokes, and bad trying hopelessly to get us to stop. we don't. i also met tommy and wilbur, which was completely on accident. i was im a VC with george, just discussing his character, since he had come to me for characterization help, and in come two loud brits arguing about whatever the fuck.

wilbur comes in shouting, asks a stupid question about the queen or something, george didn't answer, so i simply just replied "7". i think my sheer americanness caught them off guard, since neither responded while george laughed his ass off for a solid 3 minutes. i haven't spoken to either since then.

out of all the people i've met, i'm closest to sapnap and dream. surprise surprise. dream and i just recap on what we've missed in one another's lives. sapnap and i? well. we talk like we've known each other longer then dream and i. he finally convinced me to call him by his real name, nick, which i do very rarely. it just feels weird. he also doesn't look like a nick, more like a logan, but that's just me.

nick and i balance out each others stupid ideas. i say i wanna light shit on fire, he says no. he says he wants to smoke, i say no. it's a lose- lose situation. we've gotten to the point in our friendship where we don't text each other important news, just call eachother. he's still yet to see my face, but he likes to imagine what i look like. i even figured out he has a google doc of things about me so he could try and piece together what i look like.

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:p