At 4:00 p.m., you were doing nothing but preparing. In just an hour, you would be drinking coffee with your favorite YouTuber, and an attractive one at that. So many questions were racing through your head as you did your hair, making it lusciously wavy. How did he know my name? You thought as you finished up doing your hair. Is Phil going to be there too? You questioned as you began on your mascara. Why is Dan even doing this? You pondered, putting on a coat of glossy red lipstick. You checked yourself out in the mirror. You had always been a bit insecure about how you looked, but tonight was different. Whatever flaws you had were barely visible in relation to your smooth, shiny hair and very noticeable eyes. Having not put on very much makeup, you looked whole and natural. You couldn't help but smile.
You chose an outfit that reflected your fanship towards one of your favorite YouTubers: A flowy, black and white crop top with a black overcoat and black skinny jeans. You normally wore black often, so it wasn't a change for you at all. You also put on some sparkly dangling earrings and some black high heels. You decided to wear an additional furry grey scarf, because it was freezing outside. At 4:30 p.m., you set off in a taxi, feeling quite happy with yourself. When you arrived, you were nervous and excited at the same time. Walking slowly towards the door to the cafe, you checked everything appearance-wise in the glass window. Perfect.
When you walked in, heads turned and people stared. You blushed. You weren't used to having so much attention drawn to yourself. You were embarrassed but at the same time smug, because this meant that the outfit was working for you. You looked around at the many people sitting around at the tables, and found Dan waving to you, greeting you with his crooked, dimpled smile. You scampered over to him as fast as your high heels could manage. You sat down in the chair opposite Dan, unable to meet his eyes all of a sudden. You noticed that Phil was also here. "Hi," you said quietly, blushing furiously. "Hello, Y/N!" smiled Phil. "All right?" "Yeah, fine." You answered, loosening up a bit at Phil's cheerfulness, and also wondered how Phil knew your name, too. You looked at Dan. Dan was looking at you too, but differently somehow. His eyes kept looking up and down your body, and you couldn't help feeling like you were being scanned. Dan was wearing a black thermal shirt and a leather jacket, and his usual skinny black jeans. Phil was more colorful: he was wearing a comfy-looking blue knit sweater and grey pants.
"So… why'd you guys call me up for?" You ask, still nervous but getting more comfortable. "Oh, so Dan 'the silent man' over here," gestured Phil, making you grin. "He knows you, and he recognized you yesterday." "Oh really?" You say, incredulous. "How did you know me, Dan?" Dan looked at you straight in the eye and broke out into a smile. "YouTube, of course. My life is based on the internet, remember? I saw your channel and it's fricking nice. 'Course I know you." You grinned wider, elated that Dan knew your YouTube channel. "Thanks, Dan." You said. "Coffee?" Phil asked. "Sure," you and Dan both said.
You soon came to realize that you and your two idols were becoming friends, which surprised and excited you. As the minutes drove on, you warmed up to them and they warmed up to you. They had a lot more in common with you than you first thought. You laughed together at stupid challenges Dan and Phil did together, and told each other stories about YouTube and how you started. It was probably the best evening of your life. Towards the end of your meeting, the subject of collaborations surfaced.
"So, Y/N. Want to do a collab with me and Phil sometime? Your channel or mine, I don't really care. I want the world to know that we're working together." Dan said, taking a sip of his cappuccino. "That would be awesome. I think we can record two videos, one for you and one for me, on the same day. What d'you think?" You asked, feeling tremendously happy. "That takes care of everything. Next week Saturday? Sometime after 12:00?" Dan grinned, making you blush. "Yeah." "Great!" Phil said. "So that concludes our wonderful meeting." he said with a flourish. "Thanks, bye!" You called, walking through the cold wind into the cab. "Good night!" yelled Dan back, waving. Best. Night. Ever.