novelraw Chapter 147: House Tour On Stream (3)
Chapter 147: House Tour On Stream (3)
<🎧 Song Recommendation: a lot by 21 Savage>
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Before backing out of the doors, Max stepped back and decided to do a quick spin to show off the rest of the room.
"Since we’re already down here, you guys should actually see what this place looks like," Max said, panning the camera around slowly.
The studio was incredibly spacious, giving off the distinct vibe of a high-end, exclusive underground club.
It had low, moody lighting with deep purple and blue LED accents tracing the ceiling. But what truly caught everyone’s attention were the walls.
Instead of just standard acoustic foam, the soundproof walls were practically paved with framed records.
"This is the hit factory," Max narrated, pointing the camera at the massive display.
Hanging proudly right above the leather couch was a shiny gold InkTube Play Button.
Surrounding it, covering almost every inch of the available wall space, were thirteen massive, custom-framed Platinum certified plaques, perfectly aligned next to multiple Gold plaques for his individual tracks.
They gleamed beautifully under the low studio lights, a physical testament to Lost & Found and Masquerade dominating the global charts.
The chat, still recovering from Patch’s filthy bass drop, lost their minds all over again at the sheer amount of hardware.
[RentisntdueGal: 13 PLATINUM PLAQUES?! 💀💀💀]
[hey spareme: Bro’s walls are worth more than my whole bloodline]
[ILoveTaxEvasion: He literally owns the music industry rn]
[RanoutOfnames: Plaque talk! That’s a legendary wall 🔥]
[mykneeshurt: Wait, I only contributed to like 3 of those. Gotta stream harder guys 🏃♂️💨]
"And that concludes the studio," Max said, completely satisfied with the reactions. He finally backed out of the room, pulling the heavy acoustic doors shut until the green light clicked back on.
He had been waiting to leave the whole time, terrified that Patch was going to make a joke about his appearance.
Max pulled the heavy doors shut and let out a sigh of relief.
"Alright, chat. Time for the grand finale," Max announced, his voice picking up energy again. "The boss’s lair. The Master Wing. My space!"
Max led the camera up the sweeping grand staircase from the main floor all the way to the second floor. He walked down the wide hallway until he reached the very end, where a set of double doors stood wide open.
Von’s master suite was massive. It featured a huge, king-sized platform bed sitting in the center of the room. There was a private lounge area to the side with a sleek modern fireplace, and large glass doors that opened to a wrap-around balcony overlooking the entire backyard.
Max walked inside and panned the camera across the lounge area to show off the expensive architecture.
But the chat completely ignored the design of the room.
Curled up into a tiny ball of fluffy black fur, resting directly in the center of an expensive armchair, was Loki.
Max smiled and zoomed the camera in on the sleeping kitten.
"This is Loki," Max whispered to the stream, trying not to wake her. "Von’s cat. But honestly, she’s the actual owner of the house. It’s a really rare moment to see her sleep here because she’s always out exploring."
As if hearing her name, Loki shifted slightly. She opened one of her bright violet eyes, staring lazily. As soon as she recognized Max holding a stick, she simply shut her eye and went right back to sleep.
The chat melted instantly.
[CatMom22: W CAT!!! 🥺🥺🥺]
[twentyoneeggs: LOKI GOT MORE AURA THAN MAX]
[fridgesme: Omg she’s so cute!]
[MuiscAndbooks247: Do not wake her up Max!]
"Alright, let’s wrap this up before I get in trouble," Max said. He walked past the sleeping cat and headed into the adjoining private study connected to the bedroom.
This was actually Max’s first time stepping into this specific room, so he didn’t really know what he was doing or where to look. He slowly moved the camera around.
There were large framed posters of Von performing at some of his biggest shows hanging on the walls, which Max had absolutely nothing to say about. In the center of the room was a desk with a neat stack of papers and Von’s personal laptop sitting closed on top.
But the most eye-catching thing in the room was the wall behind the desk.
It was a massive built-in wooden bookshelf that covered the entire wall. However, the middle section didn’t have any books. It was covered by a clear glass door and was clearly built as a showcase. Currently, it was holding not one, but six different awards.
Von smiled as they walked into the study. He walked forward and easily collected the phone from Max’s hand, turning the camera to face the glass display.
"You must all recognize these ones," Von said calmly.
He pointed the camera at the first award on the top shelf. It was a framed certificate.
"This is a Guinness World Record certificate," Von said with pride. "It’s for Lost & Found. Thanks to you guys, it holds the record for the most debut streams for an independent album."
He then moved the camera to the bottom shelf, where five matching glass trophies stood in a neat row.
"And these five are from the Indie Awards," Von said. "Best New Artist, Track of the year, and a few others."
The chat reactions exploded. The viewers went wild seeing more hardware in one place.
[MessiBiggestfan19: 6 awards, man! That’s why he’s the GOAT! THE GOAT!!! 🔥😭]
[marvelDC1: Bro is collecting trophies like infinity stones]
[VonnyGfG23: So proud of you Von!!]
But amid the flood of praises, one comment caught Von’s eye, and he read it out loud.
"Someone just asked, ’But Max, what are Von’s awards and posters doing in your room?’" Von read, looking over at his friend with a teasing smirk.
Max completely froze. He stared at the camera, his face dropping as he realized the massive hole in his fake story.
Max frowned his face and began to stammer badly. "Be—because... no, it’s my house. My rules. I wanted them in my room, and he can’t do anything about that!"
Von burst out laughing at the terrible excuse. The chat immediately followed, spamming the screen with endless laughing emojis and calling out his lie.
[DetectivePikachu007: CAUGHT IN 4K 📸]
[Ammaquitsoon: Bro is fighting for his life rn 😭]
Max huffed, feeling fully embarrassed. He backed away from Von and leaned heavily against one of the wooden bookshelves, crossing his arms over his frilly apron in annoyance at the constant bullying he was receiving from his own viewers.
He wanted to stand up straight and continue defending himself, but as he pushed his weight back, he felt a strange, solid creak directly behind his shoulder.
Curious, Max turned around and pushed the side of the bookshelf with his hand.
To his absolute shock, the shelf moved easily. It popped open, swinging inward and revealing a dark, spacious hidden room right behind the wall.
Von had been busy showing the viewers around the rest of the study, laughing at the comments. But he suddenly turned his head and noticed what Max had just done.
The phone camera was already pointed directly at the newly discovered room.
Von stopped laughing. He stared at the sliding bookshelf, dropping his shoulders in defeat.
"Sigh, there goes my secret room."