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monsterhighenthusiast: NO WAY
lilibily: HE SAID THE THING
hewomeow: OH BROTHER
*quiet laughter.*
"Can I finish?"
*The chat continues anyway.*
"Hypothetically speaking."
"If somebody you've known for a long time starts showing up in places you don't expect them to..."
*brief pause.*
"Not physically."
"Just... weirdly."
*The chat slows slightly.*
"You find out they listen to the same things you do."
"They reference things you thought only the two of you remembered."
"You start noticing patterns that would've seemed completely meaningless if somebody else hadn't pointed them out first."
*A few people in chat type.*
user887: okay
heeman: this is oddly specific
certifiedloser: continue i'm invested
*His eyes linger on the username for a second.*
*Only a second.*
*Then he keeps reading.*
"At first you think you're overthinking it."
"Then somebody else notices."
"Then somebody else."
"Then somebody else."
"And eventually you start wondering whether you're the only person who didn't see it sooner."
*The chat gets noticeably slower.*
user51: oh this is actually interesting
user19: wait
user93: HOLD ON
*He scrolls down.*
"At what point does a coincidence stop being a coincidence?"
"And at what point do you have to admit you're just being oblivious?"
*Silence.*
*Not complete silence.*
*But the kind that only happens when thousands of people are reading the same thing at once.*
*Evan leans back in his chair.*
"...yeah."
*small pause.*
"I've been thinking about that one all day."
*The chat immediately explodes.*
user345: THAT'S YOU ISN'T IT
poofpoof: EVAN SUBMITTED THIS HIMSELF
hellybelly: NO BECAUSE WHO WRITES LIKE THAT
*quiet laugh.*
"I don't know why everybody assumes every submission is secretly me."
certifiedloser: because nobody explains a submission so precisely
*An airy laugh escapes him before he can stop it.*
"...okay."
"Fair."
*The chat immediately starts moving again.*
teletubbi56: HE ADMITTED IT
goofypoofy: THAT'S A CONFESSION
"No."
"It isn't."
user92: sure
user44: whatever helps u sleep at night
heeman: bro got caught instantly
*quiet laughter.*
"See, this is why I don't tell you people anything."
"You're impossible."
*The accusations continue for another minute.*
*Then eventually the chat starts focusing on the actual submission.*
user27: wait no cuz i kinda get it
myloveevan: same
user803: depends what the coincidences actually are
"Exactly."
*He points at the screen.*
"See."
"That's what I'm stuck on."
*The chat immediately notices.*
melryho: I’m???
user4320: HELLO???
"...the submitter."
*small pause.*
"The submitter is stuck on that."
user803: shore hun
*He ignores them.*
"Because coincidences happen all the time."
"You think about somebody and then they text you."
"You hear a song and suddenly it's everywhere."
"You buy a red car and now every car on the road is red."
*brief pause.*
"Sometimes your brain just starts looking for things."
*The chat agrees.*
user92: confirmation bias
user54: literally
user18: human brains are weird
"Right."
"So at first I'd probably say the answer is nothing."
"Coincidences stop being coincidences when you decide they aren't."
*brief silence.*
"But."
*The chat immediately catches the but.*
iloveevan: THERE'S A BUT
nonofy: HE'S GOT A BUT
"The submitter's problem."
*He emphasizes the word.*
"Is that other people noticed too."
*The chat slows again.*
user44: oh
user803: wait that's different
certifiedloser: yeah that's actually different
*His eyes flicker to the username.*
*Then back to the rest of the chat.*
"Exactly."
"If you're the only person seeing patterns, that's one thing."
"But if multiple people independently come to the same conclusion..."
*small pause.*
"...then maybe it's worth paying attention to."
*The chat becomes noticeably more invested.*
user92: okay now i'm interested
heeman: how many people are we talking
user27: yeah context matters
"Let's say..."
*brief pause.*
"Six."
*The chat instantly erupts.*
ayeshai: SIX???
user339203: OH YOU'RE COOKED
myshoeisblue: SIX IS CRAZY
blueyismychild: BROTHER WAKE UP
*quiet laughter.*
"See?"
"This is why I wanted opinions."
“...I mean the submitter wanted opinions.”
*too quick to coverup.*
user54: no because one person noticing means nothing
user803: two is questionable
user27: SIX PEOPLE ARRIVING AT THE SAME CONCLUSION???
user92: statistically that's kinda insane
*He leans back in his chair.*
"Hm."
*Thoughtful.*
*The chat keeps moving.*
certifiedloser: depends
*His attention immediately catches on that message.*
certifiedloser: are they actually clues or are the friends making shit up for entertainment
*A grin tugs at the corner of his mouth.*
"That's..."
*small pause.*
"Actually a really good question."
*The chat agrees immediately.*
debbeb: WAIT YEAH
imnotcool: THAT'S IMPORTANT
meowmeow67: WE NEED EVIDENCE
user44: SHOW THE RECEIPTS
"No."
*laughing.*
"Absolutely not."
"Privacy exists."
meowmeow67: BOOOOO👎👎
404notfound: COWARD
"Thank you.""But hypothetically."
*He glances at the submission again.*
"If the clues were intentional."
*The chat slows.*
"And if they weren't random."
"And if there were enough of them that multiple people noticed."
*brief pause.*
"What would you assume?"
*The room feels quieter somehow.*
*Then the answers start coming.*
user92: that the person is trying to tell u something
user44: brother they're practically spelling it out
user27: i'd assume they want me to notice
certifiedloser: i'd assume i'm stupid
*The laugh that escapes him is immediate.*
*Genuine.*
*Unexpected.*
*He shakes his head.*
*Still smiling.*
"...yeah."
*small pause.*
"Maybe."
certifiedloser: why is everyone acting like the other person is the confusing one
*The chat pauses.*
user92: wait
user44: lowkey
certifiedloser: because based on this submission
certifiedloser: the submitter sounds dense
*The chat immediately loses it.*
evanly: LMFAOOOOOOOO
nellyintheparty: CLOCK IT
bluebooty: THEY’RE COOKING
user803: 😭😭😭
*A laugh escapes him.*
"That's a little harsh."
certifiedloser: am i wrong though
*The chat continues moving.*
user92: continue
user44: let them cook
certifiedloser: if multiple people noticed
certifiedloser: and multiple things happened
certifiedloser: and the submitter is STILL questioning it
certifiedloser: maybe the problem isn't the clues
*brief pause.*
certifiedloser: maybe the submitter is just stupid
harleyquinn: BOOOOOOO
user480: WRONG
bluntyfunty: denial is a river in egypt
certifiedloser: interesting
*His eyes flicker to the username again.*
*Then away.*
*Then back.*
*Only briefly.*
"The submitter might just be..."
*small pause.*
"Cautious."
user44: that's a nice way to say stupid
*The chat immediately loses it.*
"Thank you for your contribution."
user92: cautious for HOW LONG THOUGH
heeman: yeah timeline matters
certifiedloser: exactly
certifiedloser: because if this has been going on for like a week that's one thing
certifiedloser: if this has been going on for months that's embarrassing
user803: wait i actually have a question
user803: what if the clues ARE intentional
user803: what then
*The room gets quieter.*
*Not dramatically.*
*Just enough.*
*Enough that people stop joking for a second.*
*He leans back in his chair.*
"Hm."
*small pause.*
"I guess that depends."
"On what they're trying to say."
user44: obviously
user92: no because that's important
user83: yeah because there's a difference between
user83: "hey notice me"
user83: and
user83: "i'm still not over you"
*The chat slows.*
*A little.*
*Not much.*
*Just enough.*
*His fingers stop tapping against the desk.*
"...yeah."
*The answer comes quietly.*
*Then he clears his throat.*
"That's true."
user44: those are VERY different conversations
certifiedloser: not necessarily
*The message appears.*
*And for some reason.*
*He reads it immediately.*
certifiedloser: sometimes "notice me"
certifiedloser: is just another way of saying
certifiedloser: i'm still here"
*The chat goes strangely still.*
*Not because it's dramatic.*
*Just because it feels*
*Specific.*
user92: wait
user803: oh
user44: damn
*For the first time in several minutes.*
*He doesn't answer immediately.*
*The microphone picks up a faint shift in his chair.*
*Then a small laugh.*
*Quieter than before.*
"...that's a good point."
*The chat immediately notices.*
user92: EVAN???
*He ignores them.*
*Scrolling further.*
*But somehow.*
*The message lingers in the back of his mind.*
*Long after it's disappeared from the screen.*
The chat starts moving again.*
user44: okay but i need context
user92: SAME
user803: yeah because clues can mean literally anything
heeman: maybe the other person just has a weird personality
certifiedloser: or maybe the submitter is allergic to obvious information
*The chat immediately starts laughing again.*
"Okay."
"No."
"We are NOT bringing that back."
certifiedloser: coward
*A quiet laugh.*
"Thank you."
user54: wait i'm serious though
user54: has the other person ever directly said anything
*He looks back at the submission.*
*Then further down.*
*Like he's checking something.*
"...no."
*The answer comes before he can stop it.*
*The chat immediately catches it.*
lelomeloman: That was weirdly..fast
heeman: told y’all bro knows the lore by heart
user92: interesting
*He clears his throat.*
"I mean."
"The submitter says no."
*The chat absolutely does not buy it.*
user44: bro forgot he's pretending
*quiet laughter.*
"Moving on."
user803: no wait
user803: because if they've never directly said anything then i kinda understand why the submitter is confused
*A few people agree.*
user92: same
heeman: yeah
user44: i'd need confirmation too
*For the first time all night.*
*The conversation starts shifting.*
*Less roasting.*
*More actual discussion.*
*He nods slightly.*
"Right."
"That's what I thought too."
*brief pause.*
"Because eventually you reach a point where assuming things becomes dangerous."
*The chat slows.*
user92: explain
*He leans back.*
*Thinking.*
"Because what if you're wrong?"
*small pause.*
"What if all the clues mean absolutely nothing?"
"What if everybody else convinced you something was there and now you’re overthinking every action of that person because you decided to believe them?"
*The chat goes quieter.*
*Not because they disagree.*
*Because they understand.*
user54: okay that's fair
user803: yeah
user92: that's actually a valid fear
certifiedloser: sure
*A chat appears.*
*Simple.*
*Short.*
*And somehow it gets his attention immediately.*
certifiedloser: but what if they’re right
*Silence.*
*A few seconds.*
*The chat notices.*
user44: OH
user92: WAIT
certifiedloser: because everyone keeps talking about being wrong
certifiedloser: but nobody's talking about the opposite
*The room feels strangely still.*
certifiedloser: what if the submitter is right
certifiedloser: and they're wasting all this time trying to prove it
certifiedloser: instead of doing something about it
*Nobody jokes for a second.*
*Not even the chat.*
*Then*
user803: damn
user1009: okay wait
user92: that's actually a good point
*He stares at the screen.*
*Long enough that people start noticing.*
*A chair creaks softly.*
*Then*
*A small laugh.*
*Not because it's funny.*
*More because he suddenly doesn't know what to say.*
"...you know."
*brief pause.*
"I hate when you people make sense."
*The chat immediately explodes.*
user2467: HE ADMITTED IT
Hillshaveeyes: SCREENSHOT THIS
imnotcool: WE WON
certifiedloser: you're welcome
*That one makes him laugh again.*
*Before he quickly scrolls away.*
*Like putting distance between himself and the conversation.*
*Even though it follows him anyway.*
*The chat keeps moving.*
*Still arguing.*
*Still discussing.*
*Still throwing opinions at the screen.*
*But the conversation has drifted away from the original question.*
*Now people are talking about timing.*
*Fear.*
*Regret.*
*All the reasons people don't say things when they should.*
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The moment Heeseung left the group chat, his phone started vibrating.
Jake.
Sunoo.
Jay.
Again.
And again.
And again.
He flipped his phone face-down on the desk.
Silence.
Three seconds later, it started vibrating again.
"Jesus Christ."
The screen lit up.
Jay: answer the question
Jay: coward
He sighed.
The worst part wasn't that they were being annoying.
The worst part was that they were making sense.
The rehearsal room had long since emptied out, leaving him alone with the soft hum of the air conditioner and whatever crisis he was currently having.
The only thing illuminating the room was the glow from his laptop and the phone screen that refused to stop lighting up every five seconds.
His eyes drifted back to Twitter.
Back to the tweet.
A Little Death — The Neighbourhood.
Three words.
One song.
And somehow an entire group chat had managed to start an investigation over it.
It was ridiculous.
Actually, no.
The ridiculous part was that he understood exactly why they were freaking out.
It was just a song.
A song he happened to like.
A song he'd happened to play a little too much.
A song that had somehow become permanently associated with him among his friends because apparently listening to the same song for three years straight was considered "concerning behavior."
His thumb hovered over the screen.
Then he clicked on the tweet.
The replies were exactly what he'd expected.
People arguing.
People posting songs.
People being dramatic.
The usual.
Then his eyes landed on her username again.
And suddenly the group chat didn't seem quite as ridiculous.
A Little Death.
Out of every song.
Out of every possible answer.
That one.
His stomach twisted.
Maybe it was a coincidence.
Actually, it probably was.
A completely normal song.
A completely normal coincidence.
Suddenly, his mind wandered to the one thing that had been brought up in the group chat, the thing he'd been actively refusing to acknowledge.
The confession.
The one from the stream.
The one he'd spent days trying not to think about.
The one that had somehow managed to sneak back into his head at the worst possible time.
Slowly, Heeseung opened MidnightFM's submission archive.
The confession was still there.
Waiting for him.
And despite every rational thought screaming at him not to
He clicked it.
His thumb moved back to the tweet.
Then back to the confession.
Then back to the tweet.
Then the confession again.
A Little Death.
A Little Death.
A Little Death.
"...You've got to be kidding me."
He leaned back in his chair.
Maybe it was a coincidence.
Actually, no.
It probably was a coincidence.
People listened to The Neighbourhood all the time.
The song had millions of streams.
Millions.
His phone lit up again.
Jay: you're literally proving my point by not answering
Heeseung immediately locked his screen.
Nope.
Not dealing with that.
Not tonight.
Because the problem wasn't the song.
The problem was that he remembered exactly who he'd introduced that song to.
His thumb absentmindedly scrolled down the tweet.
Then back up.
Then down again.
And before he realized what he'd done,
His screen flashed.
❤️ Liked
He froze.
"..."
No.
No, no, no.
Immediately, he tapped it again.
Nothing happened.
He tapped it again.
Still nothing.
The screen froze.
"...are you serious?"
He stared at the loading icon spinning in the corner of his screen.
Of course.
Of course Twitter would decide to stop working now.
His heart dropped.
Because logically, he knew she'd probably never see it.
The tweet already had dozens of interactions.
The notification would get buried.
Probably.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
"Great."
His voice echoed through the empty room.
"Good job."
Now, not only was he overthinking a tweet, he'd accidentally interacted with it too.
Jay was never going to let him live this down if he found out.
The thought made him groan and drop his head against the back of the chair.
Mindlessly, he scrolled through Twitter, trying not to overthink the tweet.
The moment Heeseung left the group chat, his phone started vibrating.
Jake.
Sunoo.
Jay.
Again.
And again.
And again.
He flipped his phone face-down on the desk.
Silence.
Three seconds later, it started vibrating again.
"Jesus Christ."
The screen lit up.
Jay: answer the question
Jay: coward
He sighed.
The worst part wasn't that they were being annoying.
The worst part was that they were making sense.
The rehearsal room had long since emptied out, leaving him alone with the soft hum of the air conditioner and whatever crisis he was currently having.
The only thing illuminating the room was the glow from his laptop and the phone screen that refused to stop lighting up every five seconds.
His eyes drifted back to Twitter.
Back to the tweet.
A Little Death — The Neighbourhood.
Three words.
One song.
And somehow an entire group chat had managed to start an investigation over it.
It was ridiculous.
Actually, no.
The ridiculous part was that he understood exactly why they were freaking out.
It was just a song.
A song he happened to like.
A song he'd happened to play a little too much.
A song that had somehow become permanently associated with him among his friends because apparently listening to the same song for three years straight was considered "concerning behavior."
His thumb hovered over the screen.
Then he clicked on the tweet.
The replies were exactly what he'd expected.
People arguing.
People posting songs.
People being dramatic.
The usual.
Then his eyes landed on her username again.
And suddenly the group chat didn't seem quite as ridiculous.
A Little Death.
Out of every song.
Out of every possible answer.
That one.
His stomach twisted.
Maybe it was a coincidence.
Actually, it probably was.
A completely normal song.
A completely normal coincidence.
Suddenly, his mind wandered to the one thing that had been brought up in the group chat, the thing he'd been actively refusing to acknowledge.
The confession.
The one from the stream.
The one he'd spent days trying not to think about.
The one that had somehow managed to sneak back into his head at the worst possible time.
Slowly, Heeseung opened MidnightFM's submission archive.
The confession was still there.
Waiting for him.
And despite every rational thought screaming at him not to
He clicked it.
His thumb moved back to the tweet.
Then back to the confession.
Then back to the tweet.
Then the confession again.
A Little Death.
A Little Death.
A Little Death.
"...You've got to be kidding me."
He leaned back in his chair.
Maybe it was a coincidence.
Actually, no.
It probably was a coincidence.
People listened to The Neighbourhood all the time.
The song had millions of streams.
Millions.
His phone lit up again.
Jay: you're literally proving my point by not answering
Heeseung immediately locked his screen.
Nope.
Not dealing with that.
Not tonight.
Because the problem wasn't the song.
The problem was that he remembered exactly who he'd introduced that song to.
His thumb absentmindedly scrolled down the tweet.
Then back up.
Then down again.
And before he realized what he'd done,
His screen flashed.
❤️ Liked
He froze.
"..."
No.
No, no, no.
Immediately, he tapped it again.
Nothing happened.
He tapped it again.
Still nothing.
The screen froze.
"...are you serious?"
He stared at the loading icon spinning in the corner of his screen.
Of course.
Of course Twitter would decide to stop working now.
His heart dropped.
Because logically, he knew she'd probably never see it.
The tweet already had dozens of interactions.
The notification would get buried.
Probably.
Hopefully.
Maybe.
"Great."
His voice echoed through the empty room.
"Good job."
Now, not only was he overthinking a tweet, he'd accidentally interacted with it too.
Jay was never going to let him live this down if he found out.
The thought made him groan and drop his head against the back of the chair.
Mindlessly, he scrolled through Twitter, trying not to overthink the tweet.
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The stream starts with “Cherry Flavoured” by The Neighbourhood playing softly in the background. The screen shows a dimly blue-lit room with Evan sitting in his gaming chair, the mic positioned in front of his face, though his features aren’t actually visible due to the lighting.
*taps mic softly*
“...okay, I think we’re live.”
“Alright… hello to all the insomniacs, night owls, emotionally unstable people, and whoever accidentally stumbled in here.” *softly laughs*
The chat immediately starts flooding with comments.
User89: WELCOME BACK EVANNN
Meowmeow00: GOOD EVENING TO MY FAVORITE MAN EVER
Hillshaveeyes: EVANNNNN
certifiedloser: HES HERE
imnotcool: bro is late again
“First of all, I’m not late.”
“It’s literally 3:17.”
*checks phone*
“Okay, maybe 3:19, but that’s still close enough.”
user2467: LIARRRR
yajsdk: LIARR LIARR PANTS ON FIREEE
“You guys are so dramatic.”
*chair creaks slightly as he leans back*
“How’s everyone doing tonight?”
riodeleo: i failed my chemistry exam today btw
“...RIP to your chemistry grade.”
guccigng67: my roommate is fighting her situationship at 3am
“...oh no. Enjoy the tea… I guess?”
emonkeymon: i have school in 4 hours btw
“Then why are YOU here?”
*quiet laugh*
“Actually, never mind. I’m here too.”
lelomeloman: my situationship blocked me
“Don’t worry, you’ll find someone better.”
heeman: evan i just ate dry ramen
“This one genuinely concerns me.”
“Please drink water at least.”
“Wow.”
“Everybody here is genuinely living terrible lives.”
*laughs softly*
*reading chat*
acest: evan how was ur day?
“Uh… pretty normal.”
“Went to class. Took a nap that accidentally lasted six hours. Regretted it immediately.”
“And then spent the last hour setting this up because my mic randomly stopped working.”
“And now we’re here.”
*The chat starts spamming “skill issue.”*
“Okay, relax.”
“One day I’m ending this stream permanently and you guys are gonna miss me.”
monsterhighenthusiast: NO WE WONT
lilibily: yes we will actually ☹️
hewomeow: evan dont piss me off
“See? This is why we’re a family.”
user345: this man’s sleep schedule is cooked
“My sleep schedule has actually been horrible lately.”
“But that’s kind of the brand here.”
lilgng: GO TO BED EVAN
bunnyhun: this stream is his bedtime story
“Stop bullying me, y’all. I can literally end the stream right now.”
user902: no u cant
poofpoof: he needs us
hellybelly: parasocialism wins again
“…I hate all of you equally.”
*quiet laughter from him*
“Anyway. Welcome back to MidnightFM.”
“For anyone new here, this is basically a live late-night podcast where strangers on the internet send me anonymous confessions, and then we all sit here at unreasonable hours of the night pretending this is healthier than therapy.”
teletubbi56: therapy but worse
goofypoofy: group counseling session
certifiedloser: this stream heals me lowkey
“Alright.”
*scrolling sounds*
“We got a LOT of submissions tonight.”
“Some of you seriously need journals.”
*reading chat*
myloveevan: evan u ARE the journal
milo: exactly
bluntyfunty: u signed up for this btw
“…unfortunately true.”
“Okay, first submission.”
*clears throat dramatically*
#1 i accidentally told my professor “love you” instead of “thank you” today and i genuinely think transferring universities is my only option now.
*immediately starts laughing*
“No because what would ever make you confuse ‘love you’ and ‘thank you’ together?”
“Why would you ever say that? You cannot convince me otherwise that you don’t have a crush on that professor. That was definitely a Freudian slip.” *laughs even harder* “This is so funny, I’m sorry.”
user480: DROP OUT
hiltonmill: CHANGE UR NAME
harleyquinn: MOVE COUNTRIES
batman: THIS IS INSANE
“Exactly.”
“There’s genuinely no recovering from that.”
*reading another comment*
qwertdjs: maybe the professor needed to hear it
“See, now you guys are just enabling delusion.”
“Which is MY job here.”
*The chat floods with crying emojis.*
“I’m sorry, but you need a new identity now.”
“Maybe try online classes.”
*still laughing quietly*
“Okay, next one.”
*scrolling sounds*
#2 my roommate keeps stealing my clothes and then gaslighting me into thinking they were hers first. what legal action can i take.
“Oh, this one’s personal.”
melryho: STEAL HER STUFF BACK
user4320: small claims court
certifiedloser: fight her.
“See? The people have spoken.”
“Honestly, I think you should start stealing HER clothes and gaslighting her back.”
“Psychological warfare.”
iloveevan: EVAN YOU’RE MAKING IT WORSE
user35: he supports women’s wrongs
“Exactly. I support women’s rights and especially their wrongs.”
*laughs*
nonofy: evan supports toxic behavior confirmed
“I support standing up for yourself.”
“Alright… next submission.”
*voice softens slightly*
#3 do u guys think soulmates exist or is everyone just emotionally attached to people who gave them attention at the wrong time.
“…okay damn.”
“That got serious really fast.”
*The chat instantly slows down.*
iloveevan: oh.
ayeshai: wait this one kinda hit
user339203: 3am got serious fast
myshoeisblue: OH?
blueyismychild: this stream just shifted vibes
certifiedloser: damn
*leans back in chair*
“I don’t know if soulmates exist.”
“I think sometimes people just meet each other at the wrong point in their lives and spend years wondering what would’ve happened if the timing had been different.”
*The chat slows down even more.*
“Like… maybe some people are meant to find each other.”
“But not necessarily meant to keep each other.”
*brief silence*
“Wow. This stream got depressing.”
debbeb: damn.. who hurt this man
imnotcool: evan are YOU okay
meowmeow67: this got personal real fast
“I’m always okay.”
*The chat immediately bursts into laughter emojis.*
iloveevan: LIAR
imokay: nobody awake at 3am is okay
meowmeow67: be serious
“…fair enough.”
*small tired laugh*
“But I do think some people stay with you longer than others.”
“Even after everything ends.”
“Like certain people permanently change the way you think or act or exist.”
“And I don’t think you ever fully undo that.”
*quiet laugh*
“Okay… last one for tonight.”
*keyboard clicking*
“…oh.”
*pause*
*The chat immediately catches it.*
user5214: WHY DID HE SAY OH LIKE THAT
404notfound: hello???
evanly: bro recognized the lore
“No, it’s just…”
*he pauses briefly*
“…never mind.”
*reads quieter this time*
#4 sometimes i still reach for the left side of the bed even though nobody’s slept there in months. i think muscle memory is genuinely one of the cruelest things ever invented. also whoever said “time heals everything” was a liar btw.
*The chat noticeably slows.*
nellyintheparty: oh
charlie: wait this one hurts
bluebooty: that’s actually devastating
“…yeah.”
“That’s a very specific type of pain.”
*scrolling again*
“There’s more.”
there’s this one song i physically cannot listen to anymore because it reminds me too much of him. which is annoying because he was the one who introduced me to it in the first place.
*brief pause*
it’s A Little Death by The Neighbourhood.
*Complete silence for a second.*
“…that’s a good song.”
*The chat moves slower again.*
evanly: why does he sound affected
mellowbellow: EVAN U GOOD???
user99: bro got flashbacks
“I’m fine.”
*too fast.*
“But yeah… I think music is one of the worst things to attach memories to.”
“Because it catches you off guard.”
“One random shuffle and suddenly your entire mood is ruined for the rest of the night.”
*reading chat*
reyrey: the left side of the bed line is crazy.
“Yeah.”
“I think muscle memory is cruel in general.”
“You get so used to somebody existing in your life that your body remembers them even after your brain tries to move on.”
*The chat is almost completely calm now.*
iloveevan: oh this got TOO real
meowmeow67: im never recovering from this stream
evanly: somebody hug him
“And time doesn’t really erase that.”
“I think it just teaches you how to carry it differently.”
*brief silence*
“…anyway.”
*small awkward laugh*
“Before this turns into me oversharing to thousands of people at 4 in the morning.”
*The chat moves slowly now.*
bobbylobby: this stream feels different tonight
“…does it?”
*quiet static from the mic*
“I think everybody just gets a little more honest after 3 a.m.”
*reads another chat message*
miley857: do u think the person who sent that still loves him?
*Heeseung pauses.*
“…I think you don’t write things like that unless a part of you still does.”
*The chat immediately starts losing it again.*
mariaaaahh: OH????
usernameno5: HELLO???
evanly: that was INSANE actually
“Relax.”
*small laugh*
“But missing someone is weird.”
“Sometimes you can move on with your life and still miss them in random moments.”
“And I don’t think that always means you want them back.”
“Sometimes it just means they mattered.”
*brief silence*
“And honestly… I think that’s okay.”
*He glances back at the submission again.*
“Anyway.”
“It’s almost 4:30 in the morning and some of you unfortunately have responsibilities tomorrow.”
*The chat starts spamming “NOOO.”*
“Yes, including me.”
“Thank you for hanging out with me tonight.”
“As always, submissions stay open after the stream ends.”
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