A/N: this is set when Felix and Marzia hadn't met yet, just if you were confused.
Felixs side:
'Alright, bye' Felix smiled and waved at the webcam. 'Seeya' Marzia said on the screen, then her video log went blank. Felix sighed and exited skype. He had just spent two hours skyping his- sort- of girlfriend. She was beautiful, smart, funny, just, perfect. He knew a girl like that would never stay interested in him. He was just a plain guy, nothing special at all. He took of his headphones, stood up and paced around his small apartment for a while, then went to his bedroom. Standing infront of his pine chest of drawers with a small mirror, he ran his fingers through his hair. 'Oh god I look a mess' he said to the mirror 'She definetly will be put off me now.' He stared at the mirror wondering what Marzia saw in him for a while.
He felt tired and looked at his clock, it was late. He must have been infront of the mirror much longer than he thought. He sighed again, and got dressed into his duckie boxers. 'I wear... duckie boxers... seriously why would Marzia even THINK about... nope I should go to bed' but even as he did he couldn't get to sleep. He was thinking of her. He was sure he felt much stronger about her than she did about him. He would even go as far as saying he loved her, even though he hadn't met her in person. After hours of thinking of her he finally drifted to sleep.
Marzias side:
They both said their goodbyes and exited skype. She felt happy. She had talked to the coolest guy she had ever met. He was so funny, very cute and was different to everyone else, but in a good way, he was so unique. Earlier in the day she had spent extra time getting ready so she would look nice for Felix. But now she was questioning it. What if she came off as just another pretty face to Felix? Just another girl that has nothing but looks. There were probably hundreds of his female subscribers that were willing to date him. Why her?
Personally, she thought they were perfect together but she had no idea what he felt like, maybe just the opposite. She couldnt let someone like him slip away, especially since she had never met him, she just couldn't.