Who's your best friend?
His name's Mal.
I met him through Sam and Lorelai a long while, when we were hangin' out with him and their cousins, and Angie and Rachel. Further proof that everybody just winds up knowin' everybody else through that family one way or the other. And if you try thinkin' on all the connections in there, you'll have a migraine in one hell of a hurry.
But he sorta just sat himself down next to me while we were waitin' on Sam and Lorelai's parents to bring out the pizza their Mom'd made, and started talkin'. And talkin'. And didn't seem to care too much that I wasn't talkin' back. Back then I was about as quiet as Sam was, but not really 'cause it was just natural. I was just scared of everybody.
After a while, I turned to him, and asked him why he was talkin' so much. And then he looks at me, and I think for a second I might've said somethin' bad, and I sorta want to move over next to Lorelai to keep from gettin' in too much trouble. But I don't, 'cause I'm not real sure what the look's about.
And then, he shrugs, and says he has to fill the empty space. Which I guess was the part I wasn't doin'. Then he tells me that he sat down next to me 'cause I looked dumb sittin' by myself, and clearly I needed someone to hang out with.
So then I tell him I'm not dumb, and he says he'll show me what I looked like, and why it needed to be fix. And then he makes this weird face in some sorta immitation of me. And I stared at him, and then I started laughin', and I did my own face showin' him what he looked like, and he got all pissed.
I told him I was sorry, but that was really how he looked, and after a minute, he laughed.
So we spent the rest of the day makin' faces at each other that immitated everybody, and we've been best friends ever since.
He's a writer now, and he's harder on himself when it comes to what he does with his life than I am. Which is sayin' a hell of a lot of somethin'. He's a big time pessimist because of it, but his girlfriend's workin' on fixin' that, and so am I. And he's one of the people that makes sure I don't sit in front of the computer and work all day, even if it means just us hangin' out.
He looks out for me, and I look out for him. If I had a brother, he'd probably be somethin' like that.
Thank God I don't, my parents really would've killed each other.
And aside from him pushin' a little hard to get me with Sasha someone, 'cause he's a diehard hopeless romantic sorta guy even with all the times he's been disappointed himself, there's not too much we fight on.
So, he's my best friend.
Muse: Shane Gannon
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 509
I met him through Sam and Lorelai a long while, when we were hangin' out with him and their cousins, and Angie and Rachel. Further proof that everybody just winds up knowin' everybody else through that family one way or the other. And if you try thinkin' on all the connections in there, you'll have a migraine in one hell of a hurry.
But he sorta just sat himself down next to me while we were waitin' on Sam and Lorelai's parents to bring out the pizza their Mom'd made, and started talkin'. And talkin'. And didn't seem to care too much that I wasn't talkin' back. Back then I was about as quiet as Sam was, but not really 'cause it was just natural. I was just scared of everybody.
After a while, I turned to him, and asked him why he was talkin' so much. And then he looks at me, and I think for a second I might've said somethin' bad, and I sorta want to move over next to Lorelai to keep from gettin' in too much trouble. But I don't, 'cause I'm not real sure what the look's about.
And then, he shrugs, and says he has to fill the empty space. Which I guess was the part I wasn't doin'. Then he tells me that he sat down next to me 'cause I looked dumb sittin' by myself, and clearly I needed someone to hang out with.
So then I tell him I'm not dumb, and he says he'll show me what I looked like, and why it needed to be fix. And then he makes this weird face in some sorta immitation of me. And I stared at him, and then I started laughin', and I did my own face showin' him what he looked like, and he got all pissed.
I told him I was sorry, but that was really how he looked, and after a minute, he laughed.
So we spent the rest of the day makin' faces at each other that immitated everybody, and we've been best friends ever since.
He's a writer now, and he's harder on himself when it comes to what he does with his life than I am. Which is sayin' a hell of a lot of somethin'. He's a big time pessimist because of it, but his girlfriend's workin' on fixin' that, and so am I. And he's one of the people that makes sure I don't sit in front of the computer and work all day, even if it means just us hangin' out.
He looks out for me, and I look out for him. If I had a brother, he'd probably be somethin' like that.
Thank God I don't, my parents really would've killed each other.
And aside from him pushin' a little hard to get me with Sasha someone, 'cause he's a diehard hopeless romantic sorta guy even with all the times he's been disappointed himself, there's not too much we fight on.
So, he's my best friend.
Muse: Shane Gannon
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 509