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@EvTheStrange Get over here, I want to do this prompt but I don't know who to use
“You’re famous and I jokingly left a comment on your social media post asking if you’ll go egg my ex-partner’s house with me this weekend, and I never actually expected you to respond, let alone show up Friday night with dark sweatshirts, toilet paper rolls, and three egg cartons tucked under your arm”

I made a new boy but he doesn't have a name yet

Mmmmm
Maybe Levi? Or Ryder or something idk
Open to suggestions

Those are just gray squares not faces. Also I have no idea who to use. You stole that prompt from didn't you? It's aight. I feel like Evelyn would work for this rp.

Yes, I stole it from you lol. And I @ed you on discord with the same thing like yesterday but you were dead or something :0

Oh no I'm grounded from my phone for practically life coz I did a big fucky wucky that I don't wanna go into sooooo ye.

Oof
I'll try to get the pics on here then hold on

OH MY GODS HE'S ADORABLE! He looks like an Oliver. Or a Simon. Or a Samuel. Something soft.

He's the one ask the girls thirst over lol
He respacts wamen
He seems like the type to always be cold
Bi maybe? I think a straight romance works best for this prompt tho
Soft baby
Not like super tall I wouldn't think? 5'9 maybe? Just average height
Naturally blonde
Gives good hugs

Yessssss. Okay here lemme just post Evelyn. Also which one of us is famous? I'm thinking Evelyn, since she is the lead singer of a punk rock femme band.

I was thinking he would be the famous one aha
We can try that if you want though I guess?

Naw. I don't care either way. He can be famous. Oh you should probably look over Evelyn. Here!

Alright! I'll make him 19 then? Maybe 20?

Sure that works! Do you want me to start?

Yep!

Evelyn was watching Youtube. It was midnight, and she couldn't sleep, so she was re-watching her favorite video for the 50th time. She couldn't sleep because she had found out her ex was cheating on her with 3 different girls earlier that day. That was a huge nasty fight. She just wanted to get lost in the hot guy she was watching and forget about the whole thing. Suddenly she had a daring idea. He probably didn't ever read the comments on his posts, with how cold shouldered he appeared to be so what the hell. 'Lol you should come egg and tee pee my exes house, since we've felt the same pain.' It was an old video of his anyways. He had made it a few months ago, so it wouldn't get noticed. Harmless fun. She then hit send and continued watching, eventually falling asleep.

(I think I'm gonna go with Ryder)

Ryder hummed thoughtfully as he browsed through all the comments on his music videos. He had a tendency to read through things on older videos when he was bored late at night, and he liked to know people's opinions of him anyway. One in particular caught his attention. "Hmm…" He read over it a few times, considering for a minute or two before clicking on the 'reply' button. What time?

The buzzing of her phone directly on her breasts woke Evelyn up. "What the hell…whose texting me at 4 am?" She then got a reply. This had to be a joke, right? She decided to play along, what the hell. 'If ya live in the same city as me, which is New York, I don't fucking know. You figure it out.' She hadn't fully realized who had replied, not bothering to look at the screen name. She figured it was some whacko or jokester.

Ryder smiled softly when the stranger replied, considering for a bit on what he should say next. I'm not going to ask you to put your address publicly here, but you can dm me and I'll be there asap :) He got up and got dressed, yawning a bit.

Evelyn shrugged and dmed him. She was still half asleep. She then tacked on at the end of her address. 'Dude, you're taking this joke way too far but whatever. If some rando on the internet wants to help me get revenge on my ex, then whatever I'm down for it. Just don't like murder me or anything.' She then turned off her phone and went back to sleep. She had a busy day tomorrow. 4 gigs to play at, and then afterwards she was going to a party.

Ryder put on a dark hoodie and headed out to the store to grab some toilet paper and cartons of eggs. After about half an hour, he arrived at Evelyn's place, shifted his things to one arm, and knocked on the door. Hopefully she's still awake… probably so if she was DMing me just thirty minutes ago…

She woke up yet again with a start. "WHO THE FUCK-!" She began to angrily mutter to herself as she grabbed her metal baseball bat and yanked open the door. She then saw who it was and dropped the bat, luckily not on her foot. She wore Ryder's band shirt and a pair of grey sweats. She had 3 of his other shirts, all from his concerts, and a poster of his up on the ceiling. "What the hell…Ryder? Why the hell is the hottest guy in all of existence at my front door…with eggs and toi-OOOHHHH! You were serious. Well shit." She stood back looking him up and down. "I was joking. Before you do anything you aren't going anywhere." She ran a hair through her pink pixie cut flop. She was cute in a way, one had to admit. She paced a bit, trying to figure out where to go from here. And to see if she could make Ryder fall madly in love with her.

Ryder flushed a bit and laughed. "Of course I was serious. It's not like I have anything better to do at…" He checked his watch. "4:53 in the morning?" He adjusted his grip on the toilet paper and eggs, not wanting to break the eggs before intended. "Thanks for not hitting me with a bat, by the way. What did this ex do to deserve eggs and toilet paper?" He asked. "And where is his place?"

"Hold on there Ry. Just. Hold on. Oh my names Evelyn by the way. One. You should be sleeping you're a famous singer who is travelling to San Francisco in 3 days. I should know, I follow your instagram and check for concert dates all the time. Anyways the dick ex is name Derek. Decided to cheat on me with 3 other people. He's bi so I dunno if it's all guys, all girls, or a mix of both. Either way, that's just fucked up. Asshole." She shook her head and then stretched. "Actually we BOTH should be sleeping. I have 4 gigs tomorrow and then a party to attend after that….oh come in. Set all that on the couch." She shook her head as she stepped away from the door and smoothed down her shirt. "Can't believe the first time I'm meeting you in person, is when I'm half asleep, grumpy, and in my pajama's. All those times trying to win VIP passes to meetchya, wasted."

"Ah, right…" Ryder flushed a bit more upon noticing how much Evelyn seemed to know about him. He was used to fans, but it was always a strange thought to him that thousands of people knew personal information about him and had pictures of him in their homes. "And yeah, he sounds like a dick. When are we supposed to be doing this, then?" He asked, holding up the toilet paper and eggs. "Also, um… sorry about that." He laughed. "For barging in on you like this and such… and the pass thing."

"Like I said, I was just joking around because I'm frustrated. You always brighten my mood though." She sighed. "But. I guess we could go do it. I really don't care. But what if you get caught? All that news and social media. The world would explode in theories about you, who I am, blah blah blah dumb publicity and paparazzi. And I dunno about you but I sure as hell don't feel like dealing with that tomorrow." She groaned as she went to go change her shirt, feeling maybe wearing Ryan's shirt with Ryan's face on her right boob when Ryan was right in front of her was a little much. She took off her shirt right in front of him, went to a laundry basket that sat on her couch, and pulled on a random black shirt. "That's better. Anyways…oh quit blushing like that! At least I was wearing a bra!" She shook her head. "Anyways. We might as well go."

"I've got a hood, mask, and sunglasses. Even if I was caught on camera, I couldn't be identified. I'm used to this kind of thing." Ryder sighed. "Um… the not wanting to be on camera thing. Not the egg thing. I don't generally do that." His face flushed very red when Evelyn stripped off her shirt and he looked away to be respectful. "And I can't help it! I'm pale…" He huffed a bit, keeping his eyes averted just in case.

"Well no duh. I have you hanging on my ceiling above my bed. Daydreaming of meeting the hottest guy alive. Giving him a hug maybe. Nothing more though, I'm not one of those creepy stalker fans. Just thought it'd be cool to be friends with ya. Ya know, you're not as cold as you appear to be. I'm glad about that. Also. You're used to it, but I'm not. I'll likely draw attention because I'm really loud, like naturally." She shrugged and slipped on a jacket, zipped it up, found some socks in the laundry basket, put those on, and then some tennis shoes. "Why the hell did you decide to help me anyways? You have billions of fans and you decided to come see me. Personally. Over a shitty ex."

Ryder looked up again when he was completely sure that Evelyn was dressed, flushing again at her description of him. "Um… thank you, I think?" He laughed nervously. "I try to be pretty real… but they don't like that very much, apparently." He sighed and glanced around as he considered her question. "Well… I dunno. I was bored, it sounded like fun, and you live pretty close to me. If you were hours away, I wouldn't have done it. And there's no way there's billions… right? I mean, there's only like, eight billion people on earth or something…"

"And? It could be 3 billion. I dunno, I'm over exaggerating quite a bit." She sighed and shrugged, and grabbed a backpack, and began to put the toilet paper in it. "People don't like real I've found. I don't anyways. Lost in music always." She said with a bit of a heavy tone, as she pulled down on her backpack straps. "Alright, let's go."

"Alright. Lead the way. Do we need to drive or is it within walking distance?" Ryder asked, adjusting his grip on the toilet paper and eggs that Evelyn hadn't taken from him. He made to follow the other, pulling up his hood so that his blue hair was less visible.