Markiplier x Reader: Pillow FortsToday seriously sucked.
Everything about it.
First, the blazing hot sun just decided to come out of nowhere when it was raining in the morning, and of course, you dressed for the cold.
You got yelled at at work for not doing your job correctly, when, in truth, your job was to stand behind a counter and take orders for coffee.
Not to mention your car broke down when you parked at home, and you knew you didn’t have the money to fix that. You’d have to call your friend and ask him, and then she’d just have another reason to ask you to go out with her to a loud, obnoxious club you knew you’d hate.
So, basically, today kind of felt like the worst day of your life.
“(YN)?” Mark answered the phone.
“Hey, uh...,” you started, biting your lip even though he couldn’t see it, “can I come over?”
“Yeah, why? What happened?”
“Bad day. Really bad day. Worst day ever.”
“Well, then, if you don’t come o