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"Y'know what they say. There's a fine line between love and hate."
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Your POV
"Olive Garden! Finally." I sigh happily.
"I know right? After a long morning of unpacking!" Trish giggles. Hi! I'm Y/N. That's my friend Trish. She's my roommate, coworker AKA fellow YouTuber, best friend and dino buddy. She looks [Insert Description].
We just recently moved to Bellevue, Washington to pursue our YouTube career someplace new. And to get away from a couple memories... On YouTube, I'm Yt/N, and Trish is TotesNotTrish. We're also known as the HardCoreGamerGirlz.
We took a seat at a table next to some noisy boys. After waiting a bit, we were able to order our drinks and food. After waiting a little more, we finally received our meals and beverages.
   "Mommy, mommy! It's the HardCoreGamerGirlz! Can I go see them?" Some little girl pleaded.
   "Sure honey, but don't take long." The mother giggles. The girl runs over in her cute little gown.
   "Hi! You a fan?" I ask.
   "Yup!" she giggles excitedly.
   "Want a photo?" Trish asks her.
   "Yes please!" The girl replies. I laugh. This one certainly knew her manners! We took out our phones and snapped a selfie with our arms around the girl.
   "What's your name?" I ask her.
   "Molly!" she answers.
   "Well Molly, I'll tell my subscribers that I met an amazing fan today. You, should probably get to your mother before she eats all your food." I tell Molly.
   "Okay. Bye!" She says, giving me and Trish both quick hugs, and scampers off back to her table.
   "I love how our fans range at so many different ages!" I comment.
   "I know right? Those boys over in [Insert State Name] were totally into you!" Trish winks at me. I just roll my eyes.
   "No, Trish. Just no." She gives me a pouty face.
   "C'mon girl! You gotta get out there!" She says. I sigh.
   "No one is ever 'getting out there' as you put it." I grumble (I feel like I'm referencing Despicable Me 2). It was Trish's turn to roll her eyes.
   "Whatever. But that little girl Molly was cute, right?" Trish asks, probably already knowing my answer.
   "Of course! You know I love kids." I say.
   "I know, I know. No need to tell me twice." She puts her hands up innocently. Someone taps my shoulder. I turn my head, seeing it was one of the noisy boys at the table behind us.
   "Excuse me?" he says.
   "Yeah?" I reply. I don't want to ask if he's a fan, some people get a bit worked up if they aren't.
   "We couldn't help overhear that you two are YouTubers?" He states. I nod.
   "Yepperino!" Trish chirps. He looks back at his friends.
   "Well, I'm Adam, and my YouTube channel is Sky Does Minecraft. Me, Max AKA Mithzan, and Ross AKA House_Owner, or YourPalRoss, thought adding a few people to SkyMedia would be great." 'Adam' explains. I tilt my head.
   "I'm Y/N, that's Trish. And so you're saying..."
   "Would you like to join Sky Offices?" My eyes widen. A job offer? I steal a glance at Trish, who was nodding her head furiously. She seemed pumped!
   "I will take you up on that offer please." I smile, shaking his hand.
   "You guys want to move to our table?" Adam asks.
   "Yeah!" We took our plates, cups, and silverware over to the other table, taking seats beside the boys. We learned a lot about each other in that small hour that we talked. Apparently, the offices weren't to far away, and neither were their homes!
   "So we'll see you next week?" Max asks.
   "Yep! Later!" I wave, getting up from my chair and walking away, Trish coming up next to me.
"Those three seemed nice." She says as we exit.
"Mmhm." I nod.
"Like any of 'em?" She asks as we stop in front of my [Insert Favorite Car]. I pause.
"Trish! Adam is married you know." I snap. She shrugs innocently.
"Yeah, only Adam. The rest of them aren't taken." Trish reasons. I shake my head, unlocking the doors and putting myself in the driver's seat, and Trish in the passenger's.
"I don't want them. They seem nice enough to be friends with though." I tell her, turning the keys. The car started, and I backed up out of the lot, driving us home.
"You know, I'm surprised," I say, "This is all coming from the girl that doesn't have her own man." Trish shrugs again.
"You need one more than I do." She states. I raise an eyebrow at this.
"I have you though!" I pout. She giggles.
"True, true."
"Plus, you just want to be able to ship me with someone." I add.
"I am what I am." She replies.
"Yes you are. You definitely are." I say.