(tw: swearing)

Jeremy impatiently waited on Christine's couch, and she ran back down quickly and he was glad she was back down so they could do this.

"Okay Jeremy, you ready to begin?"

"I-I guess." Jeremy mumbled, and the two were sitting on the floor, leaning on the couch.

"Oh give me a second. I know you guys usually play games when you're at each other's house...just..." Christine quickly turned on her Roku box and went on to YouTube, and got music from Apocalypse of the Damned to play in the background, specifically level 9 music, and she turned it down so she and Jeremy could hear each other. "Now, does it feel authentic enough?"

"I mean...yeah."

"Okay, so the scene, as I said earlier, is that I'm Michael, and I called you and told you I need to tell you something important. You are going to ask what I wanted okay?" Jeremy nodded and with that, Christine got her hands ready to clap loudly. "Non-existent lights, non-existent camera, action!!"

Jeremy took in a few breaths and looked at Christine as if she were Michael.

"So you wanted to t-tell me something, right?" He began and Christine nodded.

"Yeah, something that could possibly destroy our friendship...which is why I haven't said it." Jeremy moved his hand closer to Christine's and smiled.

"Nothing can ruin our friendship Michael. We've been friends for twelve years, and you've always been my player 1. Nothing will change that. I promise." Jeremy smiled sincerely and Christine nodded, taking in a deep breath.

"Here goes nothing." She readjusted her sleeves before continuing. "Okay...Jeremy...I...I like you...well...more like...love you...but I could never say anything."

Jeremy stared in shock at how much she sounded like Michael. She even got his awkward pauses on point.

"You were always so engrossed in Christine that every time I tried to tell you, you'd never hear me" Jeremy felt his heart break a little at that. It was true. He'd been so in love with Christine he never realized Michael wanted to tell him he loved him. "...and I don't know what it is about you that makes me love you the way I do, but...I do...I have since seventh grade...and I've just wanted to tell you for so damn long that you're my world, and that I wouldn't be able to properly function without you..."

Jeremy's mouth was utterly agape at this entire thing. His heart was pounding like crazy as Christine gently put her hand on his cheek, which her hand was surprisingly cold on his burning face.

"You mean everything to me, and..and I don't know what I'd do without you...and..and...you have no idea how many times I've cried myself to sleep thinking of how much I love you...I mean...you just don't know what you do to me...you motivate me yet hurt me in so many ways...and I've wanted to tell you how much I wanna hold you close to me and kiss you and tell you I love you but I can't...I can't I can't I can't....because you're too oblivious.. you've been oblivious for the longest time....and...I don't know if I can keep up the charade anymore...." She finished, and Jeremy was crying at this point.

"Just pretend it's Michael...pretend it's Michael..." He thought to himself before speaking again.

"Michael...I...I had no idea...I mean...I never realized you loved me...until now and I didn't know I hurt you that much and I...I feel stupid for just not realizing. Maybe if I'd realized it I wouldn't have ever gotten the Squip and almost ruined everything with you...and you deserve better than me...and I don't deserve you... but...I love you too...and I didn't realize that until now and I just...I'm sorry for being such an oblivious idiot...but I was just thinking and realized... how much you mean to me. After everything I put you through, you still cared about me. You saved my life...and all of humanity granted...and I...if you'd never been in my life I probably would be dead by now. Because we both know I'm depressed and a pessimist...but you...you're always so optimistic about things, and I know you're probably not the happiest person in the world...but you make me happy. Something nobody has ever been able to do...and with that...will you...maybe...be my boyfriend...I understand if you say no because I'm a pretty terrible person to be around after the shit I pulled...but...would you at least consider?" Jeremy finished, face blood red and Christine wrapped him in a hug and smiled.

"Of course Jeremy..." She whispered, hitting the stop button on her recorder and smiling.

She let go and Jeremy wiped away some tears.

"That a-actually helped? I think...thanks Christine. Crap, I...I gotta get going okay, I told my dad I'd only be gone for a little over an hour. Sorry to cut this short, thanks again, bye!" Jeremy was already out the door and Christine waved.

She went upstairs and opened up her laptop.

"Okay, now to put your plan into action." She began vigorously typing up what appeared to be a script, a smile wide on her face as she did. "These lovebirds aren't gonna know what hit 'em until it does. Then they'll be thanking me. Good thing I have costumes of all our friends."