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Started March 29, 2020 by @ElderGodSeeba petsbing bing 🐸

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Alexander shrugged, leaning down against a wall.
"I don't know man. They sound like cunts, but I don't know 'em. I don't want to judge them yet.
The group continued to chat of a few hours before they all began to head their separate ways.
Jamie stood by the door, waiting for the rest of his roommates.
"Come on lads! We don't have all day!" He called out, squinting through the thick lenses of his glasses.
"We're coming!!"
Alex and Dallas stumbled over their feet, making their way to the door.
"Where Bren?"
Dallas ran his fingers through his brown curls, looking away.
"Said he had to stay back or summin'" he huffed in his Brummy accent,
"Let's go."

The walk to the subway was relatively quite. For Dallas that wasn't surprising. When not recording for his own channel, he tended to be quite calm and tame, not saying much. But this was out of character for the other boys, usually joking around and saying things that would get them in trouble. No one knew about their ongoing affair, however, so their awkwardness was off-putting.
"So, you gonna make a video on those brothers?" He asked, trying to break the suffocating silence. Jamie was the first to speak,
"Maybe," he mumbled, "Not sure if its the right thing to do, really. I mean, poor lads lost their girlfriends-"
"You think they had something to do with it?"
Alex had stopped walking, leave the other two a metre in front of him. They turned around to face the shorter boy,
"What?"
"The brothers, do you think they had something to do with their girlfriends' disappearance?"
The boys all exchanged a look,
"What?"

The air hung heavy as they continued to the subway, Alex miles in front mumbling something under his breath. Jamie sighed,
he wondered if the others had to put up with shit like this.

After they had all finished talking, Elara went back to her house reluctantly, but immediately perked up when she remembered she had an art stream planned later that day. She pulled out her phone to check the time and realised she only had a couple of minutes before she had planned the stream to start! Elara rushed to her room, and hurried to get things ready to go, and barely made it before the 6.30 mark.

"Hi everyone! You may have seen me on stream around an hour ago- and here I am again!" she laughed softly. "Well, I won't keep you guys waiting, so without further ado let's begin the art, shall we?"

Elara turned her mic off and began to draw, her mood lifting with every stroke she drew. Drawing always made her happy. Ever since she was a small child, she'd loved to draw. On the walls, her skin, others' skin, furniture, you name it, she'd probably drawn on it as a kid. Now that she was older, she could afford a digital art tablet, and it was so much easier to work with- everything, even down to the erasing. As she kept drawing, the sounds of her favorite playlist drifted into her headset and Elara smiled happily.

“6:30…” Hosuh repeated to himself as he looked down at his watch. His acoustic guitar was in his right hand, in its bag, of course. He had a schedule to preform near his place, mainly because he knew the restaurant owner and perhaps because they were paying 75 dollars for some ten songs, that was more than worth it to him.

Arriving at the place, he began to set things up and tune his instruments (the acoustic guitar he brought in himself and the electric guitar the restaurant prepared for him). He sat down, glanced at the clock; 6:45.

Guests were coming in and it was time to begin his one hour show. The first song being one of his personal favorites: Speechless by Naomi Scott, in his own version.

Though he had to accept it, when people on stream were referring to the brothers, he was a tad bit afraid that someone would know about his affair with the older brother’s girlfriend. It wasn’t his fault that the older brother was way too childish for her likings. Thankfully, that wasn’t what the discussion was mainly about. Though, it did make him wonder what had happened to those two girls. Especially the older one. She hasn’t replied to his invitation for a week or so now.

At home, with his brother in the next room, Jax spent the rest of his night editing. He had a schedule to upkeep, of course. He didn't need to record anything right now, and he'd rather not after the day he had. It had really drained him, and he knew if he wasn't careful he'd end up doing something stupid. He stopped the train of thought with a shake to the head and shut his MacBook. He'd have to finish later.

Jax joined his brother in their apartment's living room, sitting on the couch. Neither of them said a word as his brother put on a random movie and the two sat in comfortable silence. Jax maybe would've texted Lily, but it seemed that he didn't have the energy to even grab his phone.

Lily didn’t really have much planned for that night. She decided to go thrift shopping for a bit and bring one of her friends to film it for a video. She was there for a while, and managed to find some a couple of really cute pieces before heading home. She was quite happy with the jacket, t-shirt, and plaid skirt that she had found, and would definitely use them in her next look book.

She got out her laptop and watched Elara’s stream on youtube while she did some embroidery on a pair of jeans, relaxing. She was putting some flowers on the front pockets and a little bit on the back pockets as well. As she worked, she wondered if she should dye her hair again soon. She’d had the lavender in for a little while.

Alex would unlock the front door to his house, walk in, and sit on the couch watching something on his phone. The lights were all off in his house. He lived alone. He Turned on the lights and headed to his room. He'd get a call from Jane and sigh picking "What now Jane..?" He'd sigh. "Nothing baby I just need another 1000." He'd growl. "First of all, DONT CALL ME BABY! Second of all,You took another 1000 today i think your good…" He'd hang up on her and look at his computer and walk up to it to start editing his latest vidio.

Akira decided to walk around town for a bit to get inspiration for her next painting. She didn't have anywhere in mind, so she wandered, looking through shop windows. After an hour or so, Akira got hungry, so she decided to go home.
She made some cup ramen, and pulled her headphones over her ears. Setting her things on her kitchen table, she ran to her recording studio to grab a sketchbook. She sat down at the table and started to draw.

Seven wanted to get home as quickly as possible so that he could prepare himself for the events of the next day. Shooting a video, going to school, etcetera. So as soon as his parents pulled up to him in their small, black car, Seven hopped in and they began their drive home.

After some time, he arrived home with his parents. Their house was neat and quite large. He had a bedroom upstairs where he'd study and unravel from the day. He stared at his blank ceiling through the dim lighting of the room, thinking about what to do next. What to make a video about next. What his fans would want next. What he'd want next.

After a few minutes of slowly flipping through pages of a bland textbook, he finally flipped the cover over to a loud shut. He set the book atop his chest and closed his eyes. His quick breaths became deeper as the small gusts became longer. His conscience soon faded and he fell asleep. Quite earlier than he had expected to.

Brandi had gotten home a few minutes ago, their sister having came and picked them up. By now, they had gravitated up to their studio. Their studio was a well-lit room covered in paint splashes and canvases. It was, by no means, a clean space. The only precaution Brandi took was throwing some tarps on the floor and promptly forgetting about them.

They were doing some research into what was a new art trend, hydro-dipping or something. Brandi usually avoided working with spray paint, mostly because it was smelly and neither of the house's occupants liked the smell.

Jamie was a the opposite of a night owl.
A Morning pigeon, perhaps?
He always slept early and woke up at 5 am, starting the day with off brand cereal and almost expired milk.
He didn't have that pleasure today.

The only time Alex was ever in the taller boys bedroom was when they were filming, or hooking up. Now, he stood as tall as a 5'6" 17 year old could, mumbling about some stupid conspiracy he pluck out of the air.
"I'm telling you man, these blokes are sketchy!!"
"Yeah alright-" Jamie huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose,
"But so is Jake Paul. Just because someone rubs you the wrong way doesn't mean they hold their girlfriends captive for YouTube views or whatever."
"Well-yeah-" he stuttered, feeling a bit stupid,
"But look at all the signs!"
"Maybe it's an ARG." Dallas mumbled from the corner of the room, slumped on a bean bag he's supposed to be crashing on for the next week,
"Why would some one put in clues to a crime they committed? Doesn't add up, chief."
"For attention, of course!" Alex yelled, throwing his arms in the air,
"To mock the police? I mean, look at the Zodiac!-"
"Alex don't compare two Egyptian lads to the fucking Zodiac killer."
"I'm not! All I'm saying is that he left notes for the police, taunting them and saying shit about where the next murders gonna be, and he still the most famous uncaught serial killers to date!"
Jamie shakes his head a little, sighing.
"Al, let's do this in the morning, okay? It's late and we're all tired, so go sleep on the idea."
And the conversation ended there, but Alex's theory didn't. He spent the rest of the night scripting an exposed video, before crashing at his desk.

It was late, yes, but did that mean Elara was asleep? No can do, she was wide awake as can be. Doing what, you may ask? Well, after her hour and a half art stream, she started work on editing the stream. Well, at least for highlights. Plus, she got distracted half the time, remembering something extra she had wanted to put onto her artwork.

An hour after she finished uploading the stream highlights, Elara had begun to work on yet another art piece. Knowing herself, she'd most likely fall asleep while trying to work on it, but then again, that was just her.

Late at night, around 9 or 10 PM. Hosuh paced back to his apartment and set up his equipment for the night. Hey, if anything at all, he’s going to be recording another cover or two tonight. Maybe one of a soft acoustic, and one of a hard rock. He ended up recording a cover of a foreign song: Lemon by Kenshi Yonezu. That was about it as he spent the rest of the night editing the audio.

Tomorrow, other than the collab with Jax, he didn’t really have anything planned… SPEAKING OF WHICH—
He grabbed his phone and quickly texted Jax.
”So when we meeting up tmr? And, where, exactly?”
He sighed a bit before turning to his notebook and planning the script of the music video for Lemon tomorrow after the collab.

Jax sat in his room, typing up plans for a new video when he got the text from Hosuh. He hadn't really thought of a time, but he had a few ideas. "My place at 10:30? We can order pizza for lunch too." With that figured out, Jax decided he'd plan more for other videos the next day. He already had quite a few recorded to post, and more planned out to be recorded. He turned Netflix on, being sure to avoid anything he had planned to react to. He'd just binge until he fell asleep, then.

Lily was busy up cycling a pair of pants that she got while thrifting a while ago, cutting them into shorts and embroidering the pockets with stars and moons. She usually did most of her up cycling or sewing at nine or ten at night, humming along to upbeat music or watching youtube while she did it. She actually quite enjoyed up cycling her clothes, though she could be a bit lazy to get started on them sometimes.

Lily finished after a couple of hours, putting on the shorts and looking at herself in the mirror. She smiled, pleased with how they had turned out. She took a picture and posted it to her Instagram, excited to use the shorts in her next video.

Alex finished up on editing his Vidios. He'd put on a jaket and leave. He'd take a stroll through an alleyway and He'd see someone. Who is that..that looks like..one of the brothers..the hell is he going through- Holy crap I'm by Akiras house..What the hell..
He kick a stone at him and He'd go to the front door of Akiras house and knock.

Akira opened the door and peeked out, rubbing her eyes. "Hello?" She had paint on her hands, and somehow on her face. Her hair was a mess, and her hoodie was rumpled.
"Oh, Alex. What's up?" Akira tried, in vain to smooth out her hoodie and straighten her hair.
"Sorry. I-I fell asleep while I was painting," she said, smiling.