《daydreaming, dreamwastaken x oc》5, stalkerish
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5, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡
bestest of friendsies
i just hit 300K on twitch
woah congrats, azzy!
congratulations on 300K spazzy
clout acquired
but how does she have more clout than me...
she's a pretty girl. that's why
no, no, no, that has nothing to do with it
mhm
i've acquired pure skill
only things you've acquired are simps in your chat
SEJFOISN WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE PROUD OF ME
i am proud of you
i hate you
right
WHY DO YOU STILL HAVE THAT
blackmail
i'm saving this
i knew you guys were evil...
congrats, azzy :)
yeah, yeah, thank you, dreamy. congrats to you too
what?
you're about to hit a milestone too
oh, would you look at that
5 MILL? HOW? I HAVE BEEN AT 2 MILL FOR MONTHS
haha that is not true, georgie
GEORGE YOU CAN'T COMPLAIN
haha sapnap's lame
didn't realise how competitive you guys were
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@dreamwastaken
thank you so much for 5 mill. couldn't do any of this without you guys :)
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replying to
@azzpen
happy five mill stupid minecraft youtuber #justicefortechnoblade
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@sapnap
let's goooooooooo
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@georgenotfound
congrats dream. you deserve this. also everyone sub to my youtube and follow me on twitch @georgenotfound bye
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@tommyinnit
POGCHAMP
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replying to
@technothepig
my name has been called
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#justicefortechnoblade
What time do we all dread, you ask?
When it's time for work.
That's what I dread, at least. I have to go out drenched in sweat under my mask and viser, board a cramped train where I have to try my best to squat in place (to avoid touching the poles) and then put up with my idiot manager who thinks his restaurant belongs in history books.
I'll tell you what it belongs in. Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares.
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I get on the train, prepped and ready for the rough, poleless journey. A tweet sounds from my pocket.
@dreamwastaken
but who cares about 5 mill when @azzpen has 300K on twitch :)
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I can't help but snort at that. When I look up, the guy besides me is staring at me like I'm weird, so I give a quick smile and bury my head back in my phone.
replying to
@azzpen
we can switch channels if you want
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I slide my phone into my pocket. Out of the corner of my eye, I see another girl staring at me. This being the first time I glanced to the right since I got on the train, she could have been staring at me for a while. She's wearing a similar uniform to mine but I can't tell to what extent from this angle. All I know is that her jaw is dropped and she is blatantly--and I mean blatantly--staring at me.
Does she recognise me or something? Nobody's done that before.
Ah, the drawbacks of clout.
I step off at my stop and the same girl follows. We end up walking along the same path and into the same restaurant. Is she a stalker?
"Aspen," the boss man says, leading me away as soon as I enter the establishment. "We've got a new employee."
I blink. "What happened to Cass?"
"She quit. Now, this girl's name is Olive. Would you mind helping her out? It's her first day. There she is!"
I turn around. It's the same girl.
Olive steps back when she meets my eyes, her elbow pushing a glass cup over the edge in the process. It smashes against the floor, the remnants splattering everywhere and creating an explosion of screeches.
"Right," I murmur, staring at the ruinous impact of being a streamer splayed all over the floor.
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Everyone suddenly goes silent.
The boss man holds his head, trying to retain his composure. He glances at me sternly. "Sort her out."
"Yes, sir," I murmur, slipping through the door quickly to get the broom and dustpan. I start to clear up the glass as quietly as possible.
Olive, cut short out of her daze, quickly bends down next to me and starts picking up the glass with her hand. "Ow," she hisses, turning her finger over. It starts bleeding.
"Hey, don't do that. You'll hurt yourself."
"I deserve it at this rate..." she chuckles. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," I sigh. "That glass wouldn't have been used anyway. We don't get enough customers here."
"Why's that?"
A smile pulls at the corner of my mouth. "It's a shithole."
Olive laughs, then gazes at me again. "You really look like a Twitch streamer I know. That's not offensive, right? I hope not..."
"It's Azzpen."
Olive clicks her fingers. "The Mysterious Dream Team Girl!" she shouts. Everyone in the restaurant looks at her. She smiles sheepishly and turns back to me. "Is it true that you're simping for Dream?"
I get up, banging my head on the cupboard in the process. I rub my head. "Nope. No simping here."
"But you're good friends?"
"I guess. Are you thinking of ways to use me for clout?"
"No, I just think it's cool. I love the Dream Team."
"So you're a stan," I remark, studying her. She has Instagram pencilled brows, long eyelashes and a deep tan.
You don't look like a stan. Or at least not what I pictured one to look like. Am I stan-ist?
"I guess," she says, visibly brightening. "So why are you working here? Don't you stream?"
"Well, yes, but it's not enough to pay the bills."
"Yet," she laughs.
"What?"
"Keep talking to Dream and it'll be more than enough to pay the bills."
"Haha, you're probably right."
"Sorry. I ramble."
"That's okay. I mean, I don't really care," I laugh. "Just don't tell the boss man that I'm a streamer or he might be harder on me at work or, even worse, watch my streams. Ew."
The dark-haired girl smiles. "Fair."
"Why are you working here anyway? It's not exactly anyone's first choice to take the cramped train during a pandemic and serve food for potentially contaminated customers."
"Oh. My mum lost her job because of corona. My dad does roadworks so, obviously, he's fine. I've got five siblings though."
"God, they must be a handful. I'm sorry about your mum's job. It must be a lot of pressure," I say. "How old are you?"
"Nineteen."
I groan. "Why is everyone older than me?"
Her eyes widen. "You're eighteen?"
"Have been for a while."
"Do you drink?"
I smile. "Only on special occasions."
We both share a knowing look.
"After work, do you wanna go somewhere that's a little classier than this shithole?"
She nods. "Can we take photos too?"
I nod. "And pick only one for Insta?"
"Hell yeah," we say at the same time.
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thanks for 300K guys, girls, chat
POGGERS
i cant believe you pinned me
↳ it's the truth, tommathy. i am the human embodiment of pog
i actually am proud of you
↳ thank you, the one and only speedrunning sensei
why does it say happy birthday on your crown
↳ we couldn't find a happy 300K one:(
who is that?
↳ some girl i met on the train today
↳ lol
↳ sappy i'm not kidding
↳ hi i met her on a train
flat
#justicefortechnoblade
will you be in mc championship
/ not yet. i'm waiting for the right time to have my groundbreaking debut
intellectual queen
/ ily
green lantern
i need an idea for a 300K stream
1v1 me on my smp
that was fast
is that a yes
no
i'll pay you $100 if you can beat me one time
you're setting yourself up for failure. i'm in, big man
ok get on
wait i was talking about tomorrow not right now
come on, az
IT'S LIKE 11 PM. I JUST GOT HOME
11pm? that's nothing. join the vc
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