Ah, stream days. The best day of the week if you ask me. A day that I can just sit back, forget about work, and relax-
"Bitch!"
Yeah right.
"Jen, I swear to god if you-!" Jen's in game character knocked me off the side of my base, making me fall into the void with an enraged howl. "You asshat!" The rest of the girl's laughter filled my headphones as I huffed dramatically into my mic. "I can't believe you did this, and in front of my sandwich!" March have a very unladylike wheeze.

Respawning back onto my island, I immediately went for Jen's character. I, like the pro gamer that I am, quickly knocked her into the void with a screech. "Alex, why!?" Jen's voice made my ears ring but I was to busy dancing on her grave to care. "Karmas a bitch, in it?"
It went on like that for a while. Me and Jen knocking each other off while the other two just watch us with amusement. We eventually moved onto bed wars and parkour maps, creating as much chaos as we could. Which leads us to here.

"Fuck!" I missed the ledge of the platform once again, making me bang my desk with my fist. I could tell my hand was going to be bruised later but, in the fleet of the moment, I could care less. The rest of the group wasn't doing any better than me. Actually, they were doing way worse, which is surprising. Spawning again, I immediately went back to jumping, slowly getting into a rhythm.

"Bitch, shut yo mouth! You doin' way better than us!" Raven complained as she once again fell into the void below with a frustrated yell. And I, very obviously, knew this was true. But did I care?
...
Hell no.
"Hush, I have every right to complain when it comes to parkour, m'kay?" Everyone huffed at that, agreeing with me on that one because this type of luck when it comes to parkour rarely happens for me. And with that, our streaming continued on with yells of frustration and helps of excitement ringing through my headphones.

God, I love stream days.