"i'm so glad y/n can actually accomplish things," alya sipped on her 3rd coke of the evening, "how else do i get nando's?"
alya, bill, raina, claire, gwen, and george and you all sat together eating your food. alya insisted you all get together to celebrate the fact that you were added to the smp.
"y'know," said gwen between mouthfuls, "it's about time, really, i mean, you're basically a celebrity!"
"pfft-" you scoffed.
"i'm so friggen proud of you, bitch!" alya squeezed you tightly.
"hah, thanks!" you smiled, "i'm just sad the others couldn't get here."
"yeah," bill sipped his drink, "ranboo said he had 'business' to conduct, and amy is in london."
"what about naya?"
"she's out with toby." you smiled to yourself.
-------------------------------------------------
as you walked to the train station, you shoved your earphones in. george shyly tapped your shoulder.
"can i have one?"
"sure."
you flicked through the playlist until you reached golden hour by jvke. a classic. you both sat down on a bench and listened together in silence. but not the bad kind of silence. the nice kind. the kind that makes you feel at peace with the world.
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pretty pog
Fanfiction((gnf x fem!reader)) y/n is a british streamer who lives with her roommate gwen, an extroverted gothic girl who's obsessed with eyeliner and chains, and her other roommates claire and raina, the twins; claire, who is sporty and confident and raina...
