IN WHICH two sworn enemies finds themselves in a compromising position where he pissed the bed with her right next to him.
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IN WHICH a minecraft speedrunner goes on love or host and finds himself falling deeper with a girl he did not want to ever...
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.・゜゜・ real life ❤︎ ・゜゜・．
THE NEXT morning, Clay woke up at 8 AM feeling determined. He immediately told Corbyn to hop on a call with him when he finally woke up - which wouldn't be for another two hours. Once Corbyn woke up though, he instantly hopped on Discord with Clay, not forgetting to turn their cameras on. When they first came on, they just played some CS:GO. Even though Clay doesn't usually play other games other than Minecraft and the occasional Among Us, he liked to try other things. It's probably why all his friends knew deep down that he wanted to try music sometimes.
After four hours of just playing, Clay suddenly started stuttering a lot. Corbyn was confused, why his best friend was so nervous. Clay was sweating and he looked like he could shit himself any given time. That was when Corbyn remembered what his sister told him the night before. Clay was planning to make music and he was shitting bricks. Corbyn grinned as he finally asked him the question he'd been wanting to ask his best friend ever since he heard it from his sister.
"So, you want to venture into music?" Corbyn asked.
"Kind of?"
"Don't worry dude! I can help you. I have a friend that's interested and I told him that a friend of mine wanted to make music and needed someone to produce it. And he was on board straight away. He's a producer and a rapper," Corbyn explained.
"That's epic, dude! Thank you so much," Clay beamed a big smile on his face.
"Yeah, no problem man! What made you want to try music, anyway?" Corbyn asked curiously.
"I've always wanted to try music but never had the guts too. But now that I kind of have a following of really dedicated fans, maybe if I put something out - no matter how bad it might be - there'll still be some people out there that might enjoy it," Clay shrugged.
"Ok dude, I get it... You're famous," Corbyn rolled his eyes and chuckled jokingly.
"Oh it's nothing really," Clay shook his head.
"Hey man, I've never really said this out loud, but ever since you told me and the rest of the gang that you'd be big on Youtube, I've always believed in you, dude," Corbyn smiled at his best friend, suddenly becoming very proud of him.
"Corbyn, I really appreciate it a lot," Clay grinned, "But duh, of course I'll be big. Have you seen me?"
"You're literally faceless! What the fuck is wrong with you, asshole. Your ego is somehow bigger than Ashley and that's saying something," Corbyn rolled his eyes seemingly comparing his friend to his little sister. They were very similar and even though Corbyn has never really been a big fan of the thought of them being an item, he was glad that somehow after all these years, they found each other. And he was secretly the biggest Clashley shipper ever. Yeah, it's true that opposites attract but similarities bind.
