#irlfanfic

˙⋆✮ Violet ✮⋆˙

an - this is the first part for the Wemmbu fanfic i'm writing !! i've made sure to check his boundaries and my fic won't be crossing any boundaries that i know of ! pls keep in mind that the later parts are actually better than my first since it was posted a bit ago.. also pls interact, i need the motivation..

summary - laura has finally gotten back to her beloved dorm room after a tiring day of college. though the sweet silence is soon interrupted by a notification from a friend. and it seems as though rest will have to wait another day..

word count - 1.2k

chap name - the first

pov - laura

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Laura dropped her school bag on the ground, the bag making a thud sound as it hit the wooden flooring. The blonde just collapsed onto her bed, her aching body melting into the cool, soft duvet. Finally being able to relax after a long school day, a heavy exhale leaking from her chest.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, forcing a low groan of annoyance to pass by her lips. Her hand reached into her pocket, mumbling something about wanting alone time. Though as she turned her phone on, she saw it was a discord message from ParrotX2, her close friend. Otherwise known as Tyler, though that was just for her to know.

She rolled over onto her back as she unlocked her phone, her fingers nimbly swiping the screen to open the text. She clicked into their private chat.

"The biggest bird 🦜"

So.. are you hopping on orrrr?

She just stared at the message blankly for a few moments, like she was trying to figure out what he was on about. What was he on about?

Huh? Wdym?🤨

She typed back, her fingers moved swiftly over the flat screen of her phone in her palms. She could see he was typing a bit before the three dots went away. Then they came back, a text popping up soon after the second disappearance.

Bruh, I'm literally waiting on stream for u

Her brain had to reboot at the sight of that message. Huh?! What's that meant to mean?! Though it didn't take long for it to finally click.

Oh.. my.. god..

She had completely forgotten about the stream she had planned with Tyler today. With how busy college had been making her, her brain had been scattered, feeling like a game of Scrabble.

She didn't even reply as she jumped up in her bed. She immediately made her way over to her desk, which was still a bit of a mess from her studying last night.

Her hands scrambled to turn on the PC and monitor, already half reaching for her headphones that were hanging on the monitor.

It didn't take long before she had everything set up, including her mic. She triple checked that her cam was turned off. She wasn't planning on doing a face reveal anytime soon. Especially not after a draining day of school.

"-not usually late, oh! There you are" She could hear Tyler's usually monotone voice pull through the discord call she had just joined.

A little nervous laugh escaped her lips, feeling embarrassed that she'd forgotten about their plans.

"Hey Parrot! I'm so sorry, college completely wrecked my head today- I totally forgot about the stream" she apologized, her voice sincere as she joined Tyler's Minecraft world that he'd made a little while ago. Though it was just a server for fun.

"Nahh, you're good. Not like you missed much. Wemmbu will be joining us in a while though" he reassured her.

The previous tension left her shoulders at his words, glad he hadn't been upset with her. On her other monitor, she opened his Twitch stream to be able to read his chat. With the hundreds of chats flying by however, reading the comments made it difficult.

"Wemmbu? I haven't really spoken to him much before. Well- not on purpose, obviously"

Her character finally joined his world, spawning where she had last logged off. She was admist of rebuilding the spawn area. Not because it had gotten destroyed or anything, but because she just wanted to make it look nicer.

"Really? Eh, he's.. kinda chill I suppose"

You could practically hear the way he shrugged his shoulders almost.

"I'm not sure if I should believe you. I feel like, as long as it's not awkward, it'll be fine" a small laugh left her lips.

~|~

A discord notification can be heard, the recognizable sound of someone joining the call.

Laura's eyes flickered over to her other monitor that was half discord and half Tyler's stream. It was Wemmbu, he had joined the discord call. It had been about half an hour now, and she had almost forgotten that he'd be joining the stream as well.

"Wemmbu's here now too. Hey bro" Tyler greeted the guy, Wemmbu's Minecraft username already popping up in the chat of their Minecraft server as he joined the game.

"Parrot! What's up man?" Wemmbu replied.

Laura mainly remained quiet, not wanting to butt into the conversation between the two friends. Her character was still working on decorating the spawn where Wemmbu had just spawned, considering this was his first time on the server.

Wemmbu's character sprinted over to Laura's, his naked skin punching her with his fist. With her not having expected the rather weak but sudden attack, she let out a little frightened yelp.

"Hey! I'm just trying to do my community hours, alright?" She punched him back a few times, her blocky body crouching a few times.

He just let out a laugh, amused by her words. Though that didn't mean he hadn't stopped punching her. Tyler's character had also already made his way over to the spawn.

He didn't really stop the interaction, just letting it be.

"Parrot! He's fisting me!" Though the second her words left her mouth, Wemmbu's mic had cut out with a loud laugh.

"Wait- no! That's not what I meant! That's such a pause" she struggled to defend herself against the laughing Wemmbu, her face burying into her palms even if no one could see her. This isn't how she had been wanting her first interaction going with him.

If anything, the opposite of this.

~|~

It didn't take long for her to warm up to him. It was always the first interaction that she found difficult when meeting people. The whole "breaking the ice" before the actual chatting and fun starts.

Her and Tyler had shown him around the server. She even let him raid a few of her chests for supplies since he had zero wealth to his name.

"So.. are there any trial chambers around?" Wemmbu eventually asked. At this point, it was a given for him to try to get a mace in every Minecraft server he joined.

Tyler scoffed in amusement, making it clear that he had expected him to ask something like that. Laura just let out a little hum, like she was trying to remember if she had run into any while mining or cave exploring.

"Uh, don't think so.. but there might actually be one in the cave by my base"

She murmured, mostly focused on decorating the inside of the spawn for any newcomers or players just passing by. Even if the server was mainly just for Tyler and her.

"Actually Winnix? Which cave?" He asked, clearly interested in trying to get the mace as soon as possible.

"The one with like- the water at the bottom" she responded. Her base was a few hundred blocks from spawn, so it wouldn't be odd if it was near her base.

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an - i hope to be getting more chapters out sooner!1! (❁´◡`❁)

summary - with matthew already so much on his plate, his day only seems to continue and work against him..

wc - 1515

chap name - girls

pov - matthew / wemmbu

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He was officially cooked. He had a project due for Friday for his Biology class, along with a stack of math assignments. He didn't even want to think about the other Biology essay right now.

He glanced at his phone, checking how much time he had until his next lecture. He had his bag on the ground next to him, his laptop on his lap as he worked. He rubbed his forehead between his brows, a small yawn leaving his lips.

He knew he shouldn't have stayed up so late last night, but he got too distracted with editing his recordings for his next video and he didn't even realize how time had slipped through his fingers.

"Hey Matt, what's up man?" He could hear a familiar voice speak to him faintly through the music playing from his earbuds. He glanced over at who it could be, only to realize it was his friend, Devin.

"I'm known worldwide for being absolutely screwed for the next week and a half." He complained, pausing his music as he turned his eyes away from his friend and over to the Biology essay he'd been working on just now.

"Ah, ha. Figured. Editing?" His question was short, one word even, but the heavy sigh from Matt made it clear that his guess had been right about what his friend had been doing all night last night.

"You should start setting an alarm for when you edit so that you don't lose track of time" he suggested. Though even with all the ideas he'd thrown at him in the past, both of the boys knew that he probably wouldn't do it. Both of them also knew that it was Matt's fault, so Dev wasn't even annoyed, knowing that Matt knew it was his issue, and his alone.

"So, then that means there's zero chance of getting you out of the dorm for the party on Saturday?" He asked, tilting his head a bit, seeing his fingers fly across the keyboard. Probably writing a hundred words a minute.

Matt already barely left the shared dorm. Usually only for lectures or if he wanted to go to the gym every now and again. Though even that didn't happen much. It's at a point where he orders groceries when it's his turn to stock up the fridge.

A low noise escapes his throat, too focused on what he had been writing to even think about what his friend had mentioned.

That was until his friend suddenly shut his laptop, though careful not to close it onto his fingers hard enough to hurt him.

"Bro. This is the last party we'll probably have for the term. Hell, even the year, considering people will probably be locking in to actually study." Devin's eyes were locked onto his friend's face. He knew he had to get Matt out of the dorm at least once in a while. Not that he had bad social skill, like his habits would suggest, he just understands that it's his rightful duty to get Matt out of the dorm to socialize with more people than just his friends.

Though all he received was a suspicious expression from the brunette, making it clear that he wasn't fully convinced. Dev looked at him expectantly, like he was waiting for the guy to cave.

"There's gonna be girls there, and you are in desperate need of a girlfriend bro." He pointed out, a small smirk pulling across his lips. All his words seemed to get him was an elbowing in the side.

"It's not desperate." His protest was weak.

"You're right, it's just sad."

~|~

After his last lecture that day, he was already planning out what he was going to do for the rest of his day when he gets back to his dorm. He was at his locker, organizing what he would and wouldn't need for homework or even his Biology project.

He could see a few girls in the distance. One of them with an tawny skin-tone and long, black cascading curls. Another with tighter, more coiled, brunette curls and fair skin.

It was one girl that stuck out to him. The blonde with with streaks of red in her hair and a laugh he could probably hear from across the campus. He watched her for a little bit, as she laughed with the ebony haired girl, both of them doubling over in laughter.

He wasn't sure how long he was stuck in his spot, frozen, his gaze never leaving them. Not even to nearby passers-by. At this point, they had stopped laughing that much.

However, his staring must've summoned her to look up since that's exactly what she did. She looked around a bit before her eyes landed on him. His hand that had been holding the door of his locker grasped the metal tightly. He hadn't expected to be spotted basically staring at them, but he had to admit that he wasn't being exactly sneaky about it.

He could see her lips move a bit, speaking too softly for him to hear from such a distance away. Whatever she had just said warranted the other two girls to turn to look at him as well, trying to be discreet about it even if they very clearly weren't.

Matt held eye contact with her for a little longer before he realized how embarrassing this was. He promptly turned his head away, feeling his face become flushed pink before shoving unwanted books into the locker and shutting the door.

After locking it and starting to leave, he could hear some laughter coming from the direction of the three girls. His hands gripped tightly into fists, trying to ignore the fact that they were probably laughing at him for getting embarrassed.

He didn't even know them, he shouldn't care. The blonde girl seemed nice though, or was she just putting on a facade earlier? To talk to him more and then make fun of him later to her friends?

He shook his head, trying to clear his head from his looming thoughts as he exited the campus and to go back to his dorm where Dev was probably already waiting for him.

~|~

Dev was sitting on the couch with his laptop in his lap, already changed into more comfortable and casual clothes. Matt sighed heavily as he entered, dropping his bag onto the floor by the door, shutting the door behind him.

"Hey man" Dev greeted him, glancing up from his laptop to look over at his friend. His eyes narrowed slightly when he caught sight of his expression.

"You good?" As he asked that, Matt just got reminded of when he had gone to the damned art room for some cardboard, that the blonde had said that exact thing when he came in.

"Uh huh." His response was short, which in itself contradicted what he said. There was a bit of silence between the two before Matt caved and decided to tell him what actually happened.

"Some random girls were laughing at me. Probably me, I don't even know bro" His words were huffed as he moved to sit on the couch. His head fell back onto the top of the previously dented cushions.

"Girls? So you don't even know them? What did they look like?"

Matt tried to remember what each of the girls looked like, which wasn't that difficult considering he had been staring at them for at least a few minutes.

"One of them had brown hair and like, light skin. One of them were a little darker and long ass black hair. And then there was a blondie with red in her hair, like highlights 'n shit"

He briefly explained before looking back over at Dev to see if he recognized the trio. You could see the moment the dark haired boy realized who he was talking about.

"Ohhhh, them girls. Eh, they might've been? I doubt it though." He waved his hand a bit, trying to half reassure him that they probably weren't laughing at him and probably something else.

"You know them?" Matt asked, his brows furrowing together as his head lifted up once again.

"One of my friends is dating one of them, they're actually really chill." He shrugged his shoulders a bit. "It's Sam with the black hair, Parker with the brown hair, and..." His words trailed off a bit as he tried to remember her name.

"Uhm..-"

"So you forgot her name? Dalright."

"I didn't forget her name. It's on the tip of my tongue, swear" He protested with a furrow of his brows. There was silence for a little bit, you could hear Devin repeatedly saying "Sam, Parker and.." under his breath. Even changing up the order like that would help him remember faster.

The silence between them seemed to stretch on longer than it needed to. That's when Dev finally broke it.

"Okay, fine, I might've forgot it- but it was something simple anyways" he waved his hand around a bit, like the idea of remembering her name was like a pesky fly disturbing his peace.

Matthew raised a brow at his friend's reaction and actions.

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an - uhm, this is the point where the chaps start getting a bit longer as the plot now has more substance!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

summary - laura tries to go about her daily college life like any other day, but something seems to get stuck on her mind..

wc - 1.5k

chap name - name

pov - laura / winnix

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Her abrupt alarm woke her up harshly. She rolled over in her bed, smacking her phone until she successfully turned the alarm off. The balls of her palms moved up to rub the sleep from her eyes, a yawn simultaneously pulling from her throat.

It took her a few minutes before she was able to properly wake up. As well as just not wanting to leave the comfort and warmth of her sheets. When she knew she had to inevitably get up, she peeled herself away from the warmth.

As she staggered into the kitchen, a sweet smell hit her senses. That definitely seemed to wake her up a bit.

In the kitchen, she spotted her roommate making breakfast. She smiled at the sight of the girl who was too immersed in dancing to the music to notice Laura.

"'morning Sam" she greeted her best friend as she sat down at the small dining table they had by the kitchen. The black haired girl turned to look over at Laura.

She grinned as she took in the sight of her, hair tussled and tangled, her face still half dead. She picked up her phone to snap a picture of her.

"You always wake up so beautifully. I'm jealous." Sam teased her as she lowered the volume of the song and set her phone down on the counter again. Laura rolled her eyes, already having known that her friend would say something like that.

"No, don't be! Ugh, you're such a sweetheart, S." Her faux politeness drew a laugh from Sam.

When Sam made her way over to the dining table with a plate, the sweet smell increased. As she set it down for Laura, she saw that it was a few waffles with presumably a maple drizzle and some powdered sugar that had already melted a bit from the warmth and the drizzle.

She suddenly realized how hungry she was. As well as the fact that she had been craving something sweet. She smiled appreciatively at her friend, glad that she had taken the time to make breakfast for the both of them.

~|~

Walking through the halls of her college, she already wanted to go back to her dorm. To just chill with Sam while they play some random background music and gossip about people in their year. Or maybe do a just chatting stream with her followers.

She just made her way into her art class early, having been a bit behind on her work. As well as her not being able to work on it after school much since she had studying to be doing.

Her class was going rather peacefully. As peaceful as it could get with her chatting to a few of the other people at her table, which included a close friend, Parker. Though her attention was drawn away from her painting, and over to the person that had appeared at the door. She sat at a table near the door, so it was hard for her to miss the student standing by the door.

The teacher had just left somewhere, going to a storage room or something. The guy's eyes darted around the room a bit, seeming almost confused, and if not nervous even.

Eventually, they made eye contact. She had decided that she should actually probably at least ask him what he was doing here.

"Uhm.. you good?" She asked him, pausing her music as she shifted her headphones off of one ear. She couldn't help but look him up and down, taking in the basic black tee with some grey sweats.

He nodded a bit, his messy brunette curls followed suit. If you looked close enough, you could see the deep brown colour of his eyes dart around a bit before landing on her again.

"Actually- do you know where I could get some cardboard? I uh- was told I could get some here. If you have some." his voice snapped her out of whatever thoughts she had been currently thinking. She blinked a few times before realizing she actually had to answer him.

"Yeah! There should be some in that closet there, let me show you" the soft plastic-on-plastic could be heard as the paint brush between her fingers was set down on the pallet.

She showed him to where the guy could find some of the cardboard he seemed to need so badly. When she showed him the stash that had just been growing over time, he smiled, giving her a grateful nod.

"Thank you, I appreciate it"

She nodded in return a bit, her eyes still locked onto him. Her figure stood in her spot for a little bit before she realized she was being awkward and just went back to her seat at her table.

"So.. who was that cutie?" Parker raised her brows at Laura, propping up her chin in her palm, her gaze locked on the blonde as she sat down once more.

She simply shrugged her shoulders a bit, watching the guy's retreating figure down the hall before he had turned the corner. She finally pulled her eyes away from him, turning her attention over to her friend now. A soft "hm?" could be heard coming from her, making it clear that she wasn't listening.

"The guy? The little brunette boy you just talked to, do you even know him?" She rephrased her initial question, more interested in getting more information now.

Laura's brows furrowed together a bit, glancing out into the empty hall again like she'd somehow summon him to come back with her thoughts alone.

Come to think of it, she doesn't think she's even seen his face around. Sure, the school was quite huge, massive even, but you would at least recognize a face you've seen around, right?...

Right?

Her head shook slightly.

"Nah, I don't know 'im"

~|~

She had tried to go about her day as normal, but that small, few minute interaction wouldn't leave her head. It would just linger on the back of her mind. She didn't even understand why.

While at the cafeteria with Sam, Parker, and a few other friends at a nearby table, her eyes searched the open area for that familiar face. There were a few people that she had almost mistaken for the guy, but none of them were him.

"-she's probably gonna be down for it anyway, right Laura?" Her eyes snapped over to Sam as the girl spoke. She laughed, rolling her eyes at her.

"You're actually so deaf" She teased with a little smile, leaning back onto her palms as she sat on the table.

"Sorry, I hadn't been listening. I was just thinking.." Her words were dismissive, her eyes already going back to search for the guy.

Sam raised a brow at her, seeming to notice something was up with her. Normally she was quick to add to the conversation or whatever the discussion was. Something was off..

"Are you.. looking for something? Like a teacher or somethin'?" The palms of her hands left the table's surface as she sat up, trying to follow her gaze for whatever the girl had been searching.

"Probably that boy from earlier" Parker mentioned before biting into her sandwich, her words making it seem like it was something that everyone already seemed to know. That just made Sam's brows furrow in confusion as her attention turned from Parker back over to Laura, clearly waiting for an explanation.

She sighed, leaning back against the table with one leg tucking under the other.

"Some guy walked into art earlier and I've literally never seen him before." She explained. Though the lack of a proper explanation seemed to dissatisfy her friend.

"...and? What did he look like? Was he good looking? Was there an issue?" Her hands gestured for the girl to give more details about the interaction and what may have gone down.

"No, there weren't any issues. He was just looking for cardboard and I simply showed him where it was," she explained a bit more, tilting her head up to look over at her. With the expression on Sam's face, she already knew what she was thinking.

"And yes, he was good looking. He had a little bit of a nerd vibe about him to be honest. Definitely our type" she described. Sam grinned, like she was already imagining some guy that looked nothing like who she had actually talked to.

"What's his name? We might know him" Parker suddenly asked, making her look the other way to her friend on her other side.

As she thought back to the short conversation they had. A few details about what they talked about were fuzzy, even if it happened just earlier today. But one thing became apparent.

"Oh for fucks sake.." she mutters, burying her face into her hands as she bunches over. There was a quiet silence as a blanket of realization fell over the three of them. Laura almost couldn't believe that she hadn't asked about something as silly as his name.

That was until Sam's unamused voice cut through the air.

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an - idk why, but it has taken me ages to decide the next parts on tumblr even if theyre posted on ao3 and wattpad already.. (┬┬﹏┬┬)

summary - with matt now having winnix added, will that small action lead to anything, or will that mutual feeling remain untouched?

wc - 1078

chap name - breeze

pov - matthew / wemmbu

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Even with Matt having added Winnix on discord, they didn't really chat. Both of them had their own content to make, as well as school work to keep up with.

It was about a week later when he finally had decided to stream after a while of not having streamed. He was planning on having a more chill stream today, wanting a little bit of time to relax and maybe unwind from school work.

He started up the stream, having a "starting soon" screen on. He was double checking to make sure that everything was how it was meant to be. Including his mic and Twitch settings. After enough people had joined, he started off his stream with an intro like usual.

So far, it was rather calm. Him just interacting with the chat, reading out some donations or people that have subbed. Not having an exact plan for the day's stream, he decided to log onto the server that he played on with Tyler and Winnix.

As he joined, he saw that one other person had already been in the server. As he checked who it may be, he realised that it had been Winnix.

"Huh, she's on? What are the odds?" He commentated as his eyes glanced between chat and his open game, his character just bouncing around the inside.

After a few minutes of his character simply running around the over-world of the server, a message had popped up in the Minecraft chat.

Winnix| i found a trial cham if u still want that mace?

It was only then when his interest was piqued. He didn't think twice before typing back.

Wemmbu| coords?

Obviously he wanted the Mace?? That was like, his whole thing. She ended up sending him the coords of the trial chambers that she had apparently found. It was a few hundred blocks away from where he currently was.

Before he set off, he stole some food from the farm at spawn just to make sure he wouldn't starve. Of course he would. Well, anyone would, right?

When he got to the chambers, he saw a name tag running around inside. He hadn't thought that she was still there, but he supposed she shouldn't be much of a problem.

That was until he found out that she actually had a problem.

Her skin was running around the chamber frantically, following the same loop like some kind of caged animal. Which was fair enough considering she was being hunted by a handful of Breeze's. That, along with two baby zombies. Unlucky..

He opened his discord to join whatever call she was in. It was safe to say he was already laughing hysterically at the sight of her running around. So when he joined the call, hearing her panicked yelping and pleading for help, he almost fell out of his chair.

"Wemmbu! Wemmbu! Please! I need help bro! I'm not known for my fucking PvP- have a bit of empathy!!" Her words left her lips in quick breaths, clearly having a rush of adrenaline.

"Hmm... I don't knowww.. should I mess with her a little bit?" He questioned the chat, turning to look over at the emoji filled chat. Many told him to help, while many also agreed on messing with her. Just for the fun of it.

"I'm gonna die! I'm gonna- Ohmygodi'mactuallysodead! I'm- AHHH-" Her mic had cut out from her scream. She had fallen from a ledge she had been on, having been knocked off by a Breeze. It's safe to say she was probably on a heart or two.

"What do I get?" He was still wheezing, unable to control himself as he continued to follow the movements of her with his eyes. He couldn't help but grin at his screen.

"Whatever you want! Just HELP ME!" She proceeded to beg him for help. He just laughed, not moving just yet.

But that seemed to be the moment that she decided that she had had enough, considering she started to run over to Matt. Now he was receiving some of the collateral damage.

With Matt having a much more polished talent in fighting, he defeated the mobs easily. He just collected the XP that the mobs had dropped, as well as the breeze rods that he'd already turned into wind charges.

He shot one of the wind charged at her while she ate some cooked salmon. A surprised sound left her end of the call.

"I'm on half a heart bro, let me heal man" she punched him with her fist a few times in retaliation even if she knew it did basically nothing.

"I just saved you?!"

"... Okay, fair, fair."

~|~

In return for saving her, he had ordered - well, he says ordered but actually just asked - her to build him some kind of base. All while he was away and working on getting a Mace.

They just stayed in the same voice call, otherwise it would've been too boring if they were just by themselves. She found out that he had currently been streaming. While he found out that she was in the middle of recording a video for her channel.

He didn't really ask what it was about, because he honestly didn't care too much about it. He had enough on his plate, let alone thinking about what someone else was posing on their channel.

To be fair, he could probably just watch the video when she posted it. And as much as he didn't care that much, he couldn't help but ask.

"What are you recording for your vid?" His casual tone rang through the call. He was also currently in the middle of fighting mobs in the trial chambers that Winnix had long left.

"I was uhh.. just trying to get XP to enchant tools for buildings I was working on." She simply explained, not giving too much detail on what she could possibly be building.

"What are you building?" The curiosity leaked into his voice before he could stop it. There was a little bit of silence.

"An orbital cannon" her words were simple. Silence followed after and Matt just raised his brow behind the screen. With neither of them saying anything, the silence must've gotten her.

"Okay, yeah, no, that was a really bad joke-" her embarrassment was clear as day as she seemed to try to backtrack her words and the unfunny joke that she attempted. Wemmbu wheezed out a laugh at her futile attempts.

"I'm just gonna shut up now" she sunk back in her seat, she shuffling being heard through the microphone she was using.

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an - uhm, definitely a shorter chapter, but i promise that the rest of the chaps will probably be at least 1k words or moree

summary - after the stream with parrot, aka tyler, laura feels the need to clarify their first interaction together. that quickly leads into a notification from her on discord soon after..

wc - 610

chap name - friending

pov - matthew / wemmbu

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Tyler was wrapping up his stream, which to some would be considered a success. Though that couldn't be said the same about Wemmbu, considering that he had inevitably struggled for a while with no sign of getting a Mace soon.

"Uhm.. Wemmbu? I just wanted to apologize for what I had said at the start"

Matt heard Winnix's voice flow through his headphones. He let out a little confused hum, his character unable to stay still for long, even if he was listening to her.

"I mean like- whole 'fisting' thing. It just came out wrong, and it's definitely not the best first impression that I've had." She elaborated, her voice soft as she spoke.

Matt's brows furrowed a bit. Had she really been worrying about that stuff? Pft, he couldn't care less. He didn't mind those jokes, if anything, he made them himself. Though considering it was their first proper meeting, he kind of understood why she wanted to be a bit wary of those kinds of things.

"Eh, I don't really mind. I know you didn't mean it, so.." his words just trailed off a bit as his character jumped around. She let out a small hum, seemingly relieved that he didn't mind that much.

"Okay, I just wanted to make sure and all that"

Matt couldn't help but almost be grateful. Sure, it wasn't like his friends weren't nice or anything, but it almost felt good to know that, even if was their first proper conversation together, she was still able to understand to be polite about boundaries many might not realize.

~|~

After a while of the three of them just chatting, Winnix had needed to leave. Something about her having schoolwork, Matt wasn't fully sure.

"So? What'd you think?" Tyler spoke up after she had left, curious as to what Mat had thought. Matt just thought for a few moments before letting out a small hum.

"She's chill. And kinda funny, I don't mind her" Matt simply replied, not thinking too much of it. It was true, Matt really didn't mind her. She was low-key fun to talk to, being able to hold a conversation without it going dry.

Even her jokes were decent. She didn't drag them out for too long, knowing when to bring it back up later on even.

He just shook his head, trying to break his mind free of her thoughts, which wasn't too hard. He barely knew her after all.

"Yeah, she's really fun when you get to know her. Ye would actually be good friends"

Matt just hummed absentmindedly. Not thinking too much of it. That was until a discord notification brought his attention over to a different part of his monitor.

It was Winnix, she had sent him a friend request. He considered it for a few moments. Why was he hesitating? He wasn't sure. So he just accepted the request, friending her.

It was only until a few minutes later that she had texted him on discord.

" Winnix 🐞 "

Heyy, hope it's not weird that I added u

He just stared at that text for a little bit before he decided to reply. At first, he was going to make some witty remark, or mess with her. But with them still being something closer to strangers than friends, better to play it safe.

Nah, you're chill bro

He messaged back. And as the text sent, he could see that she had already read it. So she was quick at replying? Guess he'll keep that in mind for now. If he remembers.

Kay, good 😸

He couldn't help but raise his brow a bit at the use of the emoji. He's never actually seen anyone use that emoji.