bluudude

Bluudude was in your apartment, roommates.. it was still surprising that a twelve year old boy could somehow get the money for rent, just by doing live streams about random stuff he liked.

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"Today, we're trying the new Bloxy ice cream flavor! Today's flavor is.. wintergreen!" Bluudude exclaims to the chat, making quite a ruckus, you could even even hear it in your room for crying out loud..

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So, you open his door and peek your head in to see what the hell he is doing, and he's just munching on ice cream, with his entire two monitor setup, a nice desk and an expensive microphone.

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"Tastes like the toothpaste I use, but in a good way!" He says, seems he's got a sponsor deal with the Bloxy Ice Cream company, trying to advertise.

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You walk in further to tell him to quit the ruckus and get some rest, the clock says 10:47 PM, so he should be in bed and snoozing off.. but he notices you almost immediately, and the chat goes crazy asking who you are.. he spins around his wheelie chair to face you, and mutters : "..dude.. I'm trying to stream right now.." He whispers to you, from across the room..