You, Tara Yummy's childhood best friend. You couldn't imagine her ever being this famous. You'd known her since you were 8. But she was. You've met a lot of her cute friends over the years. Carrington, Sam, Chase. Never one like Chris though. He was a lot of things. Nice, Funny, Loud, Energetic. But he was never ugly. He was gorgeous. Even that is an understatement. And you knew all this, although you had only met him no more than 2 hours ago. He was wearing a black hoodie, a chain bracelet, and an I <3 Tara Yummy sticker. Everyone had to wear it, of course, because it was Tara's one million subscribers party. You were wearing a tight strap-less black dress, a cross necklace, and also an I <3 Tara Yummy sticker. You were drunk and had stumbled into Chris. Him being the nice and respectful person he was, he had you drink water and eat something to sober up. Then you guys talked for a bit. You'd seen his Youtube videos before and he was quite literally the definition of your type. About 20 minutes after Chris had left to talk to his brother Nick, you walked up to him again, putting your hand on his arm. "Hey, Chris, wanna go over to the photo booth?" You asked him, smiling, and gestured over to the photo booth. He glanced back at Nick, who raised his eyebrows, and Chris smirked smugly. "Sorry, Nick, can I steal him for a bit?" You asked. He said it was fine. "Alright, let's go then." Chris said, smirking back at you, and you pulled him over to the photo booth. You two went through the funny masks and props. He picked a devil headband so you went ahead and picked a matching angel headband. He entered the photo booth, shoving the curtain to the side and sitting on the small bench. You entered after him, closing the curtain as you sat down on the cramped bench as well. He put a dollar into the booth.