It was supposed to be a normal day.
They weren't even on TikTok yet. Nick was on FaceTime with their manager. Matt was raiding the fridge. Chris was half-asleep on the floor. Sam was scrolling Spotify like he hadn't been obsessively refreshing Melinda's page every few hours since the last post.
Colby: bursts into the room, holding his phone like it's a grenade
"Y'ALL. SHE POSTED. AND SHE DROPPED THE WATTPAD USERNAME."
Nick: immediately yelling from across the house "NO. WAY."
Chris: sits up so fast he literally chokes "WHAT IS IT?!"
Colby: grinning "Let me just play the video. You need the full experience."
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[TikTok Video – Melinda appears, deadpan as ever, no makeup, hoodie on, nails still sharp. She sounds vaguely tired. Vaguely chaotic.]
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Melinda (on screen):
"OK. I've seen the comments. Like. A lot of comments."
She sighs like she didn't expect to be doing this but also finds it hilarious.
Melinda:
"My Wattpad username is SatansApprentice666. Yes. That's real. No, I'm not changing it."
Nick: already laughing so hard he falls off the couch "SHE'S SO INSANE I LOVE HER."
Chris: "No bc that's exactly the chaotic energy I expected from her."
Melinda:
"I have stories for the Winchesters. Luke Dunphy. Jeremy Gilbert. Spencer Reid. Sam Golbach. Matt Sturniolo. Even a story where Chris gets a love interest too — but it's mostly a Matt story. Sorry, Chris. You show up late."
Matt: blinking "She WROTE FANFIC ABOUT ME—?!"
Chris: offended but smiling "Why am I the backup???"
Melinda:
"I also have original stuff. Like, actually published chapters. If you're into unhinged, romantic, dark humor bullshit... you're welcome. Go wild. Or don't. I don't care. I'm not gonna lie to you — some of it's very old. Don't judge me too hard. Okay, bye."
Click. Video ends.
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Nick: "Satan's Apprentice 666. Satan's. Apprentice. Six. Six. Six."
Colby: already typing on his phone "Yup. Found it. It's real. She wasn't lying. She's posted like... a lot."
Jake: walking in mid-chaos "What's happening now?"
Chris: "WE HAVE ACCESS TO HER BRAIN. UNCENSORED. PUBLISHED."
Matt: weirdly quiet "...What if she's a good writer?"
Sam: already staring into his phone, unmoving
"She writes stories about me."
Colby: "You okay?"
Sam:
"I don't know. I think I need to sit down. Even though I'm already sitting."
Chris: leaning in "So... are we reading them?"
Nick: grinning "Already two chapters in. She gave Spencer Reid a panic attack and made it sexy. She's brilliant."
Sam: barely above a whisper
"She writes like she speaks. But softer."
YOU ARE READING
Found You in the Algorithm ~ Sam golbach
Fanfiction"You don't have to thank me, sweet boy. I'm just glad you're seeing me." He wasn't supposed to see the video. Just a girl with 300 followers, posting TikToks about trauma, fandom drama, and Sam Golbach. But then... he saw all of them. And suddenly...
