Guess what time it is? It's story time!
A few days ago I was trying to get into VatChat, yet my main name and my alt weren't working. So, I decided to log onto an old alt I had lying around to see if that got in, and it did! However, a minute or so later, I got a random IM to the alt, which confused me greatly, as I had never told a soul what it was. So, I asked who it was, but they told me it was no one I knew or had to care about. Turned out it was a random drunk girl, who, in her inebriated boredom, decided to search for random people on IM to bother. Since my alt is perverted robot, and she had searched for perv in drunken silliness, I guess I turned out to be the victim. Of course, I'm only perverted robot because it's named after Robo-Ky, but whatever. Anyhow, I decided to play around with her and try and troll her. So I adopted the persona of a cynical lesbian ghost girl through certain parts of the conversation and tried to get her to look up weird fetishes, but she was too out of it to troll and just went along with whatever she said. It was an entertaining conversation, in a weird way. But yeah, so eventually I went off to bed, thinking the whole thing was over.
Ohhh, how I was wrong. Flash forward to the next night, and suddenly, she IMs me again. I had changed my icon to the silly Taiga tiger from Fate/stay night, and she said "omg cute tiger!!" or something along those lines. Seems she had added me to her contact lists. Suddenly, she realizes she has no idea who I am and asks how I knew her. I told her she IM'd whens he was drunk and she apologized and said she hoped she didn't say anything stupid. After that, we properly introduced herself. Turns out she's just your average high school freshmen girl when not intoxicated. She kept talking to me, and eventually she started talking about her love life. And the problems within it. So, I ended up listening to her problems and advising her on what to do for like an hour, what. Obviously I'm not going to say what her troubles were, but it wasn't exactly the best situation. I eventually end up convincing her to sleep earlier, since she's still a freshman and it's like 12:30 by this point. She thanks me for listening to her woes and apologizes for troubling her, and I tell her she can talk to me again if she needs to. She's like the complete opposite of me, a partying social butterfly of a student, yet not as good academically. She even types like your typical freshmen girl does. Basically, not the type I'd normally talk to.
So, yeah. My mind's still having trouble wrapping around all of this. This is like, the weirdest friendship ever what. I feel like such a wise senior it's not even funny, considering she's like 5 years younger than me. I think the icon I chose sums up my thoughts on the whole thing. Minus the melty eye of course.