gosh dang it, alright 13 messages in a row
yes, we met in 5th grade, and he is one of my best friends in the whole world. He’s kind of like a brother to me, I can tell him pretty much everything.
One of my most favorite memories is this one time we were playing Left 4 Dead 2, and he disturbed the witch and his brilliant plan was to run all the way back to the beginning of the level. mind you, we were like halfway through already. so when he asks me for help I go “yeah sure, where are you?” and he goes “back at the safe house.” and the safe houses only occur at the beginning and end of the levels, so I turn and look at him and go “why are you all the way back there?” “I scared the witch.” oh my god. it was really fucking hysterical