This Mitchell Davis encounter phenomenon seems to be making a chain in our group: Joe about a month ago, and his coworker/video partner Dylan, ALSO my friend's boyfriend, today. Let me tell you about today.
Just letting you know, today was not THE day. It was pretty damn close...but perhaps not my time. Shit, I looked like crap and would've jumped him anyway, and nobody wants that. On the bright side, we certainly made a big step.
Cleaning my room with the Ting Tings blasting, Luisa calls and (quite calmly, which I admire her for) tells me Dylan had called her saying he met Mitchell. No makeup, glasses on, unflattering pants and all I grab my keys and go to the mall. I text him on the way to be sure and he tells me it was a joke. I call Luisa: no, he was definitely for real. I'm still kicking myself for believing Dylan over her, but it was so surreal I thought a cruel joke would be plausible. He just didn't want me freaking out on him because he probably would've ignored us from then on if we'd done that. OK, I'll give that to him. He was right. But God that was cruel.
They talked about Joe, youtube, the like. He shook his hand. Jena was there. He had on a grey vneck and black pants. God I'm a fucking creeper. But we're in there. Joe's still making a collab, Dylan's going to ask him to hang with all of us and we're in there. Or man, I really hope so. Now mother is lecturing me about idol worship. Yeah, maybe...OK, she's totally right. But what can you do? I'm a youtuber. We fangirl.
That is all.
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