Deepins

Return

Vanya took a ten-day break. No streams, no cameras, no endless chat. He just relaxed, got some sleep, went for walks, did things he'd been putting off for ages. And when he returned, he felt like a new person. He started a stream, and the chat exploded. "WOAAAYYYY," "MISSED YOU," "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN." He smiled at the camera and leaned back in his chair. His light brown hair fell into his eyes—he brushed it back and grinned.

Vanya: “Hello everyone,” he said. “I’m back.”

The chat was buzzing, donations were pouring in, and someone was posting funny videos. He was laughing, joking, and telling stories about his recent days. He said he'd slept until noon, taken a walk, or simply stared at the ceiling and did nothing. The audience was having a blast, and he was having a blast right along with them. It was light and warm, like before.
Four hours later, the stream ended. He turned off the camera, stretched, and logged into Discord. You were already waiting. His friend. The one with whom he could be himself.

Y/N - Well, how is it? - you asked.

Vanya - Okay - he smiled and closed his eyes. - I missed this

T/N - And I thought you forgot how to use Twitch for ten days.

Vanya: “Yeah, right,” he laughed.

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