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"happy birthday!" The family screamed
Oliver sat infront of the cake, black and red candles in the shape of a 1 and 6 sparkling with glitter as the flame atop them burned.
"Oh, are son is growing up so fast!" His mother cried happily "I still remember when you leared to say 'mom and dad' for the first time!"
"Yea yea, I get it mom. Im not your little oliver anymore" he added, his tone clearly joking and amused
"Well, what are you waiting for son? Blow out those candles!"
And oliver did so, and shortly after followed gifts from diferent parts of the family.
His uncle gave him some of those spray paint cans, as oliver recently got into decorating his room with grafiti (it was easily washable tho, incase they moved)
His aunt gave him a new bike helmet with a skull spray-painted on it, which he loved.
His older cousing gave him a new phone case, similar to the helmet.
But the most inportant gift came from his mom and dad, which was 30 dollars, enought to...
"We say you quite eager to buy that block game with the weird green guy that explodes, so we decided to give you enought to buy it!"
"Heck yea! Oh and also, its called 'minecraft' dad."
"Ah, minecraft. Well, ill try to remember that for next time!"
With that, the celebration continued. They ate cake, told old embarasing stories, and had a great time.
Though, oliver was partially waiting for it to end, so he could go to his room to finally download minecraft. and once he did that, he'd have to do something else inportant.
...
After a while, oliver finally managed to make it our of the living room and go into his room.
He sat onto his chair and turned on the pc, quickly going to but minecraft.
After a few minutes, it was done. Minecraft was downloaded.
...
Now, to do the inportant stuff.
...
Everette.
Everette had gotten minecraft way before he did, and he could remember how everette always wished for oliver to get minecraft some day so they could play together.
He had actually written down the username everette was gonna name himself, it was pretty unique, so it probably wasnt taken
He grabbed an old pencil case, where he had put a piece of paper with the username written down on it. It was in the little outwr pocket so it didnt get lost.
...
There where...alot of papers in there, for alot of stuff, so he had to dig in for a bit.
After looking at every single one, he found the little paper. He knew it was it because of the handwriting...he loved everette's way of writing letters, he always did.
What did the paper even say? Well, it was...'NightRose22'
It was an odd choice, but he remembered everette had chosen it becasue it would be a reference to a music artist he really liked.
...
Ugh...he just...couldnt remember what that music artist was. He wasnt popular that was for sure...okay...the 'rose' was what everette changed...so it was 'night____22"...what was in that blank space? Uhm...it was a bird of some sort...
...
Oliver snapped out of it. He had to focus.
He looked up the username and...there it was! NightRose22, that HAD to be everette.
He clicked the 'friend request' button with quige eagerness.
He looked at the profile for a bit, before he noticed something...something off...
The account, everette, hadnt been online in a YEAR. He hadnt been online since the 3rd of may of 2015.
Oliver grew a bit confused, why hadnt he loghed on in so long? He loved to play minecraft...
"...no...he's just probably busy with school, 10th grade isnt easy."
Everette was never really good at school, so oliver had to often times help him. He kind of missed it, going to everette's room to help him out, laying next to him in bed while they read or did homework, and how everette would smile at him with such delight, and how sad he looked when he had to go...
God...he really missed that dumbass.
...
He heared a voice from behind his room, snapping him out of his remenicing.
"Oliver, sweetie! Rememer where going to your grandparents house tomorrow!"
"Yes, mom!"
"Make sure to get some good rest!"
"I will!"
"And pack your backpack! Make sure to keep room for all of the gifts!"
"Yeah yeah I get it, thanks mom...!"
...
Oliver looked back at his computer, and everette still handt awnsered the friend request.
...
Maybe he was beeing a bit inpatient. I mean, it was quite late, and everette always had strict bed times. He probably already was asleep, wrapped up im a blanket, all curled up into a ball while holding some sort of cute plushie-
No. No no. He was getitng too lost in the details, dammit!
...
He took a deep breath and sat up from his chair, grabbing his backpack and putting all of the stuff he wanted to bring to his grandparent's house.
The house was an old style, two floored building. With a backyard and surrounded by the woodlands...
...
Hey wait a second, theire...theire house was in the same neighborhood that...*everette* lived in.
...he felt his movements and his heart speed up a bit. Everette...*everette*. He was gonna be able to *see* him, after so *long*. See that stupid face of his and hear that damn near shy voice, feel his soft skin and hair.
...
In no time at all, he finished packing his bag, before swiftly sitting back on his chair and turning on his computer.
He remembered how everette had sent him a video about his house re-created in minecraft, he could use that as a guide and-
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Why was his e-mail blocked?
...
He...didnt remember blocking everette...why *would* he?
...maybe he accidentally blocked him that one time he was blocking his old teacher's email, or classmates he emailed once because of a school asingment.
He un-blocked the e-mail, and began typing
'Hey evs! Long time no see! Hey, sorry about blocking your e-mail, im pretty sure I did it on accident when I was blocking soe other old classmates lmao. Anyways, It was my 16th birthday! I got a TON of sick stuff and I BOUGHT MINECRAFT! I already sent you a friend request.
Try and mail me back when you can, no pushing.'
...
"Aaannddd send...there...hope he dosent take too long"
...
"Hey oliver! Time to go to sleep!"
"God...yes mom!"
Oliver got out of his chair and turned off his lights, before getting onto his bed and going under the covers.
God he could not wait for tomorrow, he wanted to finally see everette again, hear that voice again, and hear his that *kind, gentle* voice he always had.
Surely nothing bad would come out of this.
...
Right?