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Chapter 10

"See, look, it's uploading now."

"…I'm still not too keen on me being in this…"

"You'll be fine! My bros love everyone!"

You pursed a lip slightly and sat back in the armchair at Felix's desk, in the study. The leather was cool and the chair leaned back slightly as you pushed more of your weight into it. Glancing over at the computer screen, you watched as a small bar grew across it horizontally, signifying how much of the video had been uploaded. Turning your attention back to Felix, you saw that he had turned to face you.

"At least it didn't take long to edit," he suggested lightly, "usually the in-game ones do, seeing as there's always a real time of me in the corner and other effects,"

"Yeah…" you said slowly, folding your arms and leaning back in the chair some more, "That's a fair point. I'm just not used to showing my face on the internet, really."

"It's fine. Trust me. Anyway, whilst that's uploading, you hungry?"

Smiling warmly, you nodded. To which he responded by holding out a hand for you to take. Once you were on your feet, you followed him to the kitchen, where you stood and watched as he dug around cupboards and the fridge for ingredients.

"Good thing we went shopping yesterday!" he remarked, stumbling to the worktop in the middle of the room, ingredients spilling out of his arms. He dropped them all roughly on the table and looked at you with a smile, "ever made a real pizza before?"

"No…" you said quizzically, "Have you?"

His mischievous grin grew wider, "Nope!"

"What?" You said through a small laugh, "How are we going to make this then?"

He shrugged, before disappearing behind the work top and emerging with a good few bowls, rolling pins and other cooking utensils.

"I'm sure we'll be able to figure this out!"

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"There is no way we are going to be able to do this," you growled, staring at the mess of flour, egg and tomato puree which surrounded the kitchen, "It's like we had a full on food fight!"

Felix smiled, then licked at the outside of his mouth with his tongue to reach some puree which had gotten itself there. Not to mention the flour which caked his face and had turned his skin pasty white. As you scanned the room, you saw that practically every single inch of it was splattered in yellow, white and red. It was going to take forever to clean up; which is one thing you hated to do. Clean. Sighing irritably, you made your way over to the sink and picked up a wet cloth.

Starting to wipe down the table tops was easy enough, but being badgered by a fully grown man about the fact you had food all over you wasn't something you enjoyed.

"You, uh…" Felix said with fake curiosity, "You got a bit or something… right… here,"

He reached over the workspace and smudged some puree from his thumb onto your nose. Effectively making you messier than you already were. Shooting him a glare, he merely laughed and wiped some onto your cheeks, Rambo style. You leant back in disgust and exhaled hard. You could feel strands of hair falling from behind your ear and sticking to your cheeks. This cleaning wasn't going to get done if hewas going to be so immature about it.

"Felix, you can clean. I'm going to go shower all this flour, and puree off myself."

"Oh great," he said, hints of a whine in his voice, "…yeah okay. Be sure to get all that puree off your face though; God knows how you managed to get it there!"

He threw you a wink and you sighed with a smile, walking around the tabletop and punching him softly on the upper arm, he fake winced and acted as if he were in pain, clutching his arm and stumbling a little.

"Oh grow up!" You said sarcastically, laughing and looking at him with raised eyebrows, before turning and heading back upstairs to get fresh clothes and wash items.

Remembering how the household bathroom had two doors, you made sure to lock them both. Then, you undressed and stood in the shower, the water was hot, refreshing, and made your skin tingle. Felix's house wasn't the warmest you had been in, but it wasn't exactly like stepping into winter; however, it made this shower feel absolutely amazing. After you were pretty much sure all the flower, puree and other substances had been washed down the drain, you started to lather up your hair with shampoo. Ever since you were a child, you loved how foamy and bubbly shampoo got, and always thought the smell was amazing.

Washing your hair out and letting it fall around your shoulders, you started with the conditioner, which was as just as sweet smelling as the shampoo was. Conditioner had always been your favourite though, since it made your hair feel as amazing as it smelled.

When you were done cleaning yourself up, you stepped out of the shower and into a now steamy room, the difference in temperature was sudden though, and chills zipped up and down your back. Drying yourself, and changing into a new set of clothes, you finally felt clean enough to leave the bathroom. You went into your room to do your hair and makeup, then wandered casually back downstairs and into the kitchen, only to find a cleaner looking Felix sifting through leaflets and papers.

"What are you doing?" You remarked, as you took note of how clean he was compared to a few moments ago. He'd changed clothes and his hair was a little damp. He probably didn't actually wash, since he wasn't covered in food head-to-toe, like you were.

"Looking for a pizza takeaway," he said with defeat, looking up at you as he leant over the table, "making one didn't really work, did it."

"No…" You said slowly, still looking around the kitchen, "… and apparently neither did your cleaning."

He stood up straight and smiled a little,

"My desire for pizza exceeds my desire to clean," he announced.

As you were mulling over why he loved pizza so much, an idea came into your mind. You'd completely forgotten that you had a car, and you knew that if Felix kept looking for a pizza leaflet, he wouldn't find one. That's because all of the pizza restaurants in your town, for some odd reason, didn't like to deliver. You didn't have a Dominoes or a Papa John's, just some family run place which couldn't afford to hire delivery people. They made pretty damn good pizza though.

"I'll drive us to go get some, how does that sound?" You offered, making a mental picture of where you left your keys.

Felix paused for a second, before scooping up all of the leaflets and putting them into a drawer. He followed you without much else to say as you took your keys from a bowl on the cabinet by the front door, slipped on your shoes, and opening said door.

When you stepped outside, did you only realise how nice the weather was finally getting. Winter had dragged on so much that it felt like Spring was never going to hit, and a wave of happiness and relief washed over you as you walked to your car.

Felix came bounding up behind you, knocking against you and sending you slamming into the side of your car, laughing you pushed him away and he happily jogged to the other side of the vehicle.

"Man I love nice weather!" He laughed, "Nice weather and pizza!"

"You're crazy," you said quietly as you sat in the driver's seat and put on your seatbelt. You were immediately joined by Felix as he sat beside you and plugged in his own. He started poking and prodding at your radio the second you turned the ignition on, and almost instantly the blaring sounds of loud classical music nearly burst your eardrums.

"Woah dude!" You laughed, turning it down and glancing at the man, "Not too hardcore, please!"

All he did in response was laugh, and as you pulled away from the side of the road, he turned the classical music up a little louder.

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