tw: swearing
CLAYS PERSPECTIVE:
I had been streaming for an hour or two, and George was really getting on my nerves. I don't know what he was doing today, but he just would not stop giggling and messing up in minecraft.
He started tapping his fingers on his desk.
"George, could you stop that?" I said, blatantly.
"Oh," he said. "Sure." I heard the tapping fade. I went back to focusing on the game. Then, he started humming to a song. I'm sure chat didn't mind, but I sure did.
"George- do you really need to hum?" At this point I think it was obvious I was getting angry.
"Ah, sorry." He said. He stopped humming. Then, he started screwing around in the game. I was trying to win a competition with him in my team, and he wasn't taking it seriously.
"George, stop fu- I mean screwing around." I nearly slipped up live.
"What was that?" He said, teasing me. My hands tensed angrily.
"I said stop screwing around." I said, clearly agitated.
"Calm down... you didn't have to be rude." He said, fighting back.
Chat:
omg
are they gonna fite
yall-
omfgg george no
broOOO
why dream so scary
george id leave if i were you lmao
omigod
yall better not fight istfg-
i told yall not to mess with dream
georgieee runnnnnnnn
"George, you better stop talking."
"Or what?"
"Oh my fucking god George, do not test me today."
"Aww, is Clay mad?"
I couldn't tell if he wanted to get hurt or not, but sounded like he did.
"Might wanna end it there George."
"Maybe you should end it."
"Or maybe you should shut the fuck up for once. You can't go 5 seconds without opening your mouth and saying something. Just shut up. Literally just shut up. It's not that hard. For fuck's sake."
Chat:
oh shit
woah~
ok that was like wowowowoww
aight imma head out-
i knew he was over when he said clay
ok but how is george gonna respond
whats the bet george cries LMFAOABHAFAFS
ABHFKBSHFASF
george stop omg
Buddy disconnected echoed in my ears as he left the call. I ended the stream and left the tournament.
-- LATER --
jk theres no happy ending losers