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They’re several hours into a late GTA V session when their recordings become several decibels quieter as most of their friends stop and get off for the night. Evan and Delirious have yet to get off but at this point they can both recognize it's less about recording and more so just lazily goofing off.
Still, as long as theyre still playing- albeit minus the crazy chaos that accompanies most of their footage when their other friends are on- no point in turning the recording off just yet. I mean they are currently half-invisible floating body parts, what if something amazing happened and they weren’t recording?
They're blazing through in a firetruck when Evan has a brilliant idea for a clip- well as brilliant as an idea spawned towards the end of a late night session can be.
“We must end this GTA session in style-“
“No!” Delirious already doesn't like where this is going.
“…by dying!”
“We only have half a body we cant be driving!”
Delirious’ pleas go unheeded as Evan plunges them into a body of water not a second later.
“Everything's gonna be fine alright?” he reassures him.
“I don’t wanna die like this…!”
“Don't worry, as long as we die together it's gonna be fine, okay?”
“I DON’T WANNA DIE, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!”
“As long as we die together, okay? Alright? Alright?!”
“A’ight I get it man!”
“It's okay, remember you wont die alone, ok?” They've been submerged for a good 20 seconds, closing in on the point of no return.
“Noo, fuck this! I'm not dyi-“
Delirious' response is cut off by Evan's favorite brand of humor- trolling his friends.
In this case, he turned off his console completely. But the audio's still going, and let's just say the viewers will get to enjoy a nice bonus clip of him cracking up at delirious' expense in his next gta video.
Delirious on the other hand was less than thrilled. He had just pressed Y to escape the submerged vehicle when he sees the “Vanoss left” message pop-up.
“WHAT THE HELL! VANOSS YOU FUCKING BITCH!” He can barely get through yelling that before he breaks into laughter himself. It's the kind of thing only Evan would bother to commit to when everyone else has already got off for the night.
…Although maybe he is just a little hurt that Evan just up and quit after all that talk about dying together. He had understood that the session was practically over but it didn’t make the game any less lonelier the moment his last friend abruptly got off. And damn was this game different in a quiet lobby. It always unnerved him the few times when everyone were silently doing their own thing for a bit, and even then at least he knew they were there.
It's not that he hated playing by himself. He loves singleplayer games. But such a vast open world was meaningless when no one was on with him and it was painfully clear in the various brief moments he had spent alone in sessions. It was all in good fun, sure, but Delirious found himself wishing the session hadn't ended that way all the same.
With that, he ended his recording and turned off the game. As much as he would've loved to play around with the glitch just a little longer, he didn’t fancy roaming an empty lobby by himself, in fact the idea actively depressed him. Thankfully, as long as they were all still friends he wouldnt have to play in a lobby by himself ever unless he chose to.