Survivor-Writer

I yawned sleepily, it was only six am and I already felt dreadful having to get up at this ungodly hour. I plopped down on the black leathery desk chair, breathing in quietly and letting the scent of my boyfriend encircle me. I had barely spoken to him the past week or so, it had been really worrying me. I just, I’m scared that we’re drifting apart because of our careers and I love Mark. I know I do, it’s just really, hard but every couple has their rough patches and this must be Mark and I. I was determined to get through it though, for Mark, I’m sure that he’s struggling too. I sighed running a hand through my

~~~(*Authors note*)~~~ (f/s)= Favorite Show ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You sat on your couch watching (f/s) on Netflix, you don't know why you kept watching it since you seemed to know everything about it, but it was awesome and you just couldn't resist. After the show ended your phone rang, it felt like it was always going off since your career with youtube shot up. "Hello?" You asked. "Uh, hey (y/n), ahh, I was wondering if you got any room at your place?" The male voice at the other end asked, it was completely unmistakeable, Mark. "Yeah, why?" You asked, unlike a lot of youtubers you knew you had a house, but then again most of the ones