Chapter Text
YouTube is lost in his thought while walking to the hallway, when suddenly—
THUMP
“I’m so sorry for bumping into you, say could I help pick up?” YouTube says, already subconsciously bending over slightly in preparation to help. “Sure! I’d honestly love some help…” YouTube crouches down to the persons level, analyzing their appearance as they pick up pencils and notebooks to put into the app’s backpack. The app was a light blue shade, with freckles that covered their whole face, with white splotches around in a way that sortof resembled a bird.
YouTube then goes to pick up the last book, “How to Make Friends for Dummies:”, which YouTube decides to not mention it and walk off, but before he could do that he hears the app start to talk. “Wait! I… never caught your name!” they say. “Well, I’m YouTube! And yours is?” “Twitter…”
As YouTube starts to leave once again, Twitter realizes he forgot to ask something. “Oh, by the way. What’s your number?” he says. “Uhhh… (555) 276-376” Ok, I don’t think I have any classes with you, so I’ll text you when I get home.
Once Twitter gets home from a long bus ride, he pulls out his phone to text YouTube.
He thinks for a second, before texting:
'Hey.. How's your day been 😁?'
As he then goes to set YouTube’s contact he starts to see the three little dots chime together, indicating YouTube's typing a response.