Beyond The Limelight ★ Markiplier X Reader

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TW: Mentions of drinking, descriptions of hangovers, nausea, mentions of throwing up.

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"I am never ever drinking ever again." You groaned, pushing a pillow down over your face, head pounding like your brain's become a rabid monkey trying to escape. If you moved too quickly, a wave of nausea washed over you and you had to steady yourself. your hands were shaky- in fact your whole body was shaky from the alcohol withdrawal and you felt oh so thirsty for something refreshing and hydrating.

"I hear that..." Mark said, rolling over to face you as you took the pillow off of your face. At some point in the night, He'd woken up to use the bathroom and when he came back, he chose to lay on the sofa instead of the floor. You laid in front of the sofa on the floor next to Fizz while Ethan lay the opposite way to you, sprawled out like a starfish. Both of them were still fast asleep. "I feel like death." He murmured.

"Yeah me too... what time is it?" You slowly sat up and felt around for your phone. Nowhere to be seen. Anxiety zipped through you as you tried to think of the last time you had it and you remembered having it out on the table at the bar.

"It's 12:15." Mark said, checking his watch, still laying down. "What are you doing?"

"Looking for my phone." You answered, clearly getting more anxious with each second you couldn't find it. You began whipping covers up and looking under pillows, stirring Fizz awake.

"Hey what the hell is wrong with you?" She croaked, slowly sitting up too. Her hair had become a frizzy mess, her makeup smudged all over her face and her eyes slightly bloodshot giving her a sort of zombie-like appearance. She looked a mess- but a cute mess.

"I can't find my phone." You snapped, looking under the sofa then turning to Ethan. You began to shake him awake. "Ethan. Ethan wake up I can't find my phone." He simply groaned and turned over.

"Do you remember bringing it back from the bar?" Fizz asked, rubbing her face. You looked at her worried and shook your head to which she sighed. "I'll call them and see if it's been handed in. If it has we'll go get it together and probably stop for a smoothie or something on the way. I need something to balance out the amount of sugar and alcohol I had last night."

"Oh a smoothie sounds so good right now. Fizz you're a genius." Mark said with a groggy smile, holding his fist out for Fizz to bump it. Fizz reached over and gave him a fist bump as you stood up and walked into the kitchen to see if you'd put it there.

"Yeah call them, I can't find it." You shouted from the kitchen. Ethan flinched at the shouting then woke up, yawning and stretching.

"What's going on?" He asked, sitting up.

"Y/N left her phone at the bar we're gonna see if they have it then go collect it if they do." Mark explained as Fizz began dialing the bar.

"Hello, yes is this Bojangles Bar? Yes I'm calling about a lost phone, did anyone hand one in last night? Oh perfect thankyou. Great. Thanks see ya." Fizz hung up as you walked back into the living room and flopped onto the sofa with Mark. "They have it. We can collect it any time." Fizz said.

It felt like time was moving so slowly as the four of you worked to clean up the living room and got ready to go. Brushing your teeth that morning felt like heaven, working to get rid of that horrid, sour, hangover taste. Luckily Mark had spare toothbrushes so Ethan and Fizz could freshen up too. Ideally you would've liked to have a shower but you wanted to get your phone back as quick as possible so you opted for a quick freshen up instead. You donned an oversized hoodie and some simple leggings for comfort then the four of you left to go retrieve your phone. On the way you passed a Jamba Juice which made Fizz stop in her tracks.