This was just how you found him after the whole 'lava prank' incident.

After everyone in the Stick Gang had left Green to himself, too hurt from the lava burns and betrayal that Green would choose clout, views and approval of strangers from the Net over his own friends' safety.. Well- Green was alone.

But that was whatever, right?

His fingers swiped over his notifications, waiting almost too eagerly for another satisfying ding, another sentence from his beloved viewers to tell him to do more, or another hater for him to not take seriously.

He didn't expect a barrage of negative comments. He also didn't expect everyone from the Stick Gang to completely ignore his texts and calls.

You were one of the only ones who came around to see him that day, and he was there, fidgeting in his seat- the like to dislike ratio was hurting him. It was making him nervous. In an instant, he'd just blurted out what was on his mind.

"They don't like me. All of them don't."