Miami was doing what Miami does best—being hot as hell and loud as ever. But Y/N? She was in her bedroom, AC on full blast, camera propped up, ring light shining bright, and chat moving so fast it looked like gibberish. Tonight was just another stream. Another night of gaming, laughing, and talking her mess. But little did she know, one little DM from a certain someone was about to flip her whole content schedule upside down.

Her phone buzzed on the desk, screen lighting up with a notification that made her pause mid-game. It was from Jaheim Carter. The Jaheim Carter. The one with the deep voice, the grillz, the million followers, and a laugh that had clips going viral on the daily. They’d been cool for a minute—liking each other’s posts, joking in comment sections, even playing a few games together off-stream. But this? This felt different.

The message was simple: “You down to run a collab stream this week? I think we’d be comedy.”

Y/N looked at the chat, then back at her phone, then back at the chat. The people didn’t even know what was about to happen. But they were about to lose their whole minds.