Nobody's P.O.V...

(Y/N) didn't bother to say hello to her parents as she came home from school. She threw her bag to the side and bounded up the stairs, mascara running down the sides of her cheeks.

And who's fault was it? The Three Stooges. A.K.A April, Katy, and Dixi.

She burst through the door of her bedroom, causing her (Pet) to get startled and run out of the room. She stomped inside and slammed the door behind her, after that she locked it.

The room smelt strongly of Sprite and cinnamon.

She hopped onto her bed and groaned, putting her face into her pillow.
'GoddammitgoddammitgoddammitGODDAMMIT!'

She hated school. She hated going out of her room. She hated the public. She hated her family. She hated everything.

Her phone vibrated.

(Y/N) grabbed her phone, sighing.
"Jacksepticeye has posted a video."

(Y/N) smiled softly.

Sean Mcloughin was practically the only thing keeping her going.

(Y/N) clicked on the video, and didn't bother with her headphones this time. Sean was doing a Q&A. A Q&A.