A/N: okay, so like, here's the truth; I never liked this story. I didn't like where it was headed and it was one of my first works. If you're into markiplier (I'm not really anymore) you can read my other mark fanfic (which has a TON of parts) called "Eat Your Heart Out, Markiplier" and honestly I'm proud of it, and I'm updating it still.
I'm going to end this with one final chapter. This one.
I blink rapidly and shake my head, my vision was going blurry.
I shake my head one final time, and my sight returns to normal.
I was... Sitting at a table.
What? I think to myself
I was just talking to Mark, where am I?
I look around and find that I'm in the bookstore.
I glance upward and see someone standing in the distance, they look familiar.
Is that?
No, it can't be.
But it was, it was Mark, and he was leaning on a table, talking to someone.
A girl.
He was flirting.
You hear his faint words saying to the girl "You doin okay?"
The girl blushes and responds "yeah, uh, why?"
You see him wink and slide his number to her, and feel sadness well up inside of you as you hear his final words.
"You're drooling, hon."
What?