your pov
it's been a day since the whole fiasco happened and i still haven't accepeted the message request. i haven't deleted it either. i don't plan on making my decision anytime soon.
i start up my computer and open twice and set up everything for my stream.
3, 2, 1... live.
"hey guys, did the notification go out yet?"
the chat spams
"NO"
"no"
"not yet"
"alright then i'll wait a couple of minutes before i get started, how is everyone today?"
the chat types
"good"
"bad"
"great"
"how are you" and multiple different replies
"i'm doing okay, it looks like the notification went out now"
the viewers boost up to 12,000.
"okay chat, today i'm going to be playing on my minecraft server, so feel free to join and i'll be hanging out with some fans today!"
the chat goes wild.
30 minutes later i'm walking around in my server and chilling with fans, a lot of them are really nice, a few had asked about the tommy situation, i avoided it.
a donation pops up along the right side of my screen.
"wow a hundred pounds! you didnt have to, really, but thank you-"
i read it.
tommyinnit- accept my message request.
"uh, thank you for the 100 pounds."
the chat goes insane
"TOMMY MESSAGED Y/N"
"WAIT WHAT DID I MISS"
"OMG I SHIP IT"
"REPLY TO HIM"
"ANSWER HIM"
"MESSAGE HIM BACK"
"Y/N × TOMMY"
"LMAO WHAT A SIMP"
"alright guys i'm going to be getting off soon, i had so much fun and i hope you guys did to! dont forget to sub with prime and thanks for watching everybody, bye!"
i end the stream.
what is this boys obsession with me?
i go on twitter and accept the message request.
i read it.
'ohhh so youre famous too then? ;)'
'answer woman'
'i'm sorry for being impolite'
'really im quite a nice guy'
'please reply'
wow. how desperate can you be?
'yeah, i'm famous too, bud.'
and so the story begins.