You're (Y/N), a 26 year old girl living in LA. You've liked Mark's channel for around 3 years now, and haven't had the chance to meet him at any cons because you've been so busy. You've recently had some free time, so you were spending it watching Mark's videos that he uploaded daily.

Skip to now, and currently you were looking at twitter when Mark tweeted something.

"Hey guys. Holding a little contest. If you want to meet me and even get to spend a day with me, just follow these directions." You read out to yourself, smiling gently. Getting to spend a day with Mark? You'd be thrilled. You loved him, though you weren't going to admit that. Everyone around you would say he's too out of your league, and that he was. Ah well, getting to meet and hang out with your biggest hero would still mean a lot to you, even if he just saw you as another fan. You decided to follow the directions, despite knowing you wouldn't win anyhow.

~Time skip 2 weeks later, when the contest is over, because I'm a lazy writer who cant write content for two whole weeks.~

You were looking on twitter, when Mark said that the contest is over and that the winner would be contacted. You mentally crossed your fingers, but knew it would never be you anyways and that you were wishing a fool's dream.

You got an alert on twitter. It was from your direct messages. Wait a minute, what? An alert, from your direct messages? You decided to check it out, it was probably just another spam bot..like always.

You looked in your direct messages area (A/N: I rarely use twitter so I had to look this up and if shit goes wrong I'm sorry I don't really use twitter don't hurt me) and saw the messages were from Markiplier. The messages were from Mark himself. You had to blink twice just to confirm you weren't seeing things, and then you had to slap yourself to make sure you weren't dreaming.

"Ow.." you whispered to yourself, confirming this was reality. You had to hold back squeals, considering it was 5 AM and the rest of the town was sleeping, if not it was all teens who were drunkenly stumbling back into their house far past their curfew (as far as you cared) after a night of clubbing considering it was currently Saturday morning..and you know..everyone..always went out clubbing on Fridays, you thought.

"Oh my god. I won..holy shit." You said to yourself, since you lived alone, and you had to go get an outfit ready. You would probably get a message from him telling you where to meet up and such soon, so you decided to go get an outfit ready now.

Once you got the outfit ready, you returned to twitter to respond to Mark before it was too late. You decided to meet up at around 8 AM that day, at a very nearby Star bucks (it was literally like 20 minutes away from your house), which Mark claimed was really close to his house.

You felt shocked that it was near both your house and his house..excited, even.

Wait, why are you excited?

Truth be told you did hear screams coming from a house on occasion, but just sort of..shrugged them off.

You were so excited..and..nervous, at the same time. I mean, who wouldn't be? You're nervous because in just around 3 hours, you were going to meet someone you loved, and someone who had around 15 million people that subbed to him.

You decided to get some sleep before meeting him, because you were kind of tired.

Hopefully, you wouldn't screw things up.