Felix's POV

The next morning, I woke up late. I'm sure Marzia is used to it by now. I guess she heard me get up, becuase she came into the room. She glanced at the clock, "Good afternoon, Felix." I looked down at her, "You too." I kissed her quickly and went downstairs for some food, as I was hungry. "Are we still recording today?" Marzia asked. "Yes, we'll start after I eat. Is that okay?" I replied. She looked up at me, "Yes, that's fine." She smiled that contagious smile. "Okay, cool." I said casually.

Marzia's POV

I was downstairs waiting for Felix to get up, not wanting to wake him. He had a long night with work and our plans he was awake until 3:00 AM. I heard some movement from our bedroom, so I walked up the stairs. I walked into the room and glanced at the clock. It read, '12:27.' "Good afternoon, Felix." I said to a sleepy boyfriend. He walked towards me, "You too." He kissed me quickly and started towards the stairs. I followed. "Are we still recording today?" I asked. "Yes, we'll start after I eat. Is that okay?" He replied. I looked up at him and smiled, "Yes, that's fine."

Felix's POV

I finished eating and began to speak when I heard a scream. I got scared and went to find Marzia. I saw her next to Puga holding her collar, "Felix, there's a spider. A huge one. Kill it, please!" I looked over at her and smiled, "If you insist." I grabbed the nearest object and killed it. Luckly, I didn't grab one of Marzia's shoes. I would be dead with the spider if I had. "Happy now?" I walked over to a petrafied Marzia. "Y-Yes, thank you." She hugged me tightly around the neck. "You're welcome, I guess." I smiled. "We should film now." I said to her. "Yeah, come on." She stood up.

Marzia's POV

We flimed for about an hour, but knowing us we'll cut over half of that out. "Okay, we're done, right?" I asked Felix. As much as I love horror games and movies, I hate when I see naked dead guys all around me. "Yes, we're done. Were you scared?" He asked me, still shaking. "Kind of, but I wasn't the one screaming like a little girl." I laughed. "You are a little girl, Marzia." He said while getting up. "I'm twenty, going on twenty-one." I proved him wrong. "And I'm more mature than you'll ever be." I joked. "Oh keep dreaming, bro." He laughed. I walked out of the room, "Oh, I will." I screamed jokingly of course.