Matthias's sister (Markiplier x reader)

Chp. 1: The phone call

Pizza...that's all I need to keep me from strangling someone right now. It's Been an hour since I ordered but still no pizza. I lie still on the sofa, my stomach starting to growl more loudly. I groan in frustration. "I. Need. Food." I said in a monotone robot voice. I mean I already paid for the pizza so I can't eat anything in the house or it will just be a waste. Suddenly my couch buzzed once. I waited then quickly snatched for my phone when I heard a second buzz. I didn't look at the caller ID. I just pressed the green answer button and put the phone to my ear. "You best have my pizza!!" I said with an attitude. "What?" Said the phone in confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about but it's your brother." My eyes lit up in joy. Matthias?! I thought. I haven't seen him in a loooooong time. I kept my cool and replied to my big bro. "Hello adopted one." A smile reached my lips. I loved playing tricks on my brother. "Come on, (y/n). We've been doing that since we were twelve!" "Well then, good to start now then never." I could hear Matthias scoff, but I knew he was smiling too. "Anyways," he continued. "Do you maybe wanna come over to my house with some friends? You know play some games or whatever?" Games? What are we in, third grade. "Uh...sure! When and where?" I ask checking my calender. Tonight at six maybe. I nod and grinned. "Sounds good." I said. "Okay! I promise you'll have lots of fun!" Alright...Maybe I will have fun. I don't know yet. "Okay see you then. Bye big bro!" "Bye adopted one!!" Matthias said. He quickly hung up so I couldn't get him back with one of my AWESOME comebacks. ("Ian hecox master of comebacks!" Sorry, I had to) I check my phone and it was already 5:33. Does this kid not know that a women needs about 2 hours of refreshment time when going somewhere. Ha! No wonder he didn't have a girlfriend all of high school. I quickly got up, put on some black skinny jeans, a cute blouse and converse. I braided my (h/c) hair and walked out the door. (Nash Grier: "no make up!" Sorry had to do that too) I pulled up to an apartment with the address Matt texted me after the call ended. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the car...sorry pizza guy, not today.