Hey, if you are curious about what happened in the epilogues, just message me. I’ll summarize it for you so you don’t have to sit through it. I think I may get the gist of what it was going for, but it did a terrible job of it. We can hash it out.
what?!
Dear guy,
Sorry for guessing your character from the get-go. We were just on the same wavelength, man. I was thinking Spongie-boy; you were thinking Mr. Clarinet Grumperstan. It just happened, my nameless dude.
Yeah, I’m not sorry. It was all very funny. Just seeing the color drain from your face and your hopes shatter... That’s that good stuffs.
And from a different time: shout out to that dude who immediately guessed “Trump” when I asked what color the character would be; and shout out to the other dude who had Trump as his character and answered “orange”.
A play-by-play can be found under the “Keep reading”
Unsuspecting Dude: I have a character.
Me: If your character was a character from Spongebob Squarepants, what character would they be?
Unsuspecting Dude: No.
Unsuspecting Dude: Noooooooo.
...
Dude 1: I’m thinking of a character.
Me: If your character was a color, what color would your character be?
Dude 1: ... Orange.
Dude 2: Is it Trump?
Dude 1: ... Yes.
the writer’s urge to ask your friends “do you wanna see a little somethin’ i’ve been working on?” when the little somethin’ you’ve been working on is 800 words and ends in the middle of a sentence
I have come to understand something about myself.
If you stick me into a heavy downpour, no umbrella, and tell we to walk from point A to point B, I become a giggly idiot. The heavier the downpour, the harder it becomes for me to not erupt in giggles.
Basically, I was trying to not look creepy while laughing in the rain as it slowly started to pour harder and harder while I was getting absolutely drenched from the head down. I’m talking shoulders-shaking, body-rumbling, toothy-smiled laughter.
~<>
Me without boots: swift, elegant, only trips a little
Me with boots: indecisive, bonk, wait no, bonk, stomp stomp
Aw yeah, let’s get soaked in 300 gallons of water (YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHH)
Or 30... right into the eyes if you’re feeling wild (YEEEEEAAAA-)
Or only 4.5 in them eyes if you feel like laying. on. the. floor. (YEEEEA-)
(They/Them) "I don't know who I am or where I am. I'm all by myself. Who are you? I love you too."
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