That was over nine hours ago.
I'll wait until about 2 AM before I decide it's a loss cause or not.
If this was the first time it'd happened, I wouldn't be so upset. But this is the fourth time he's done this. I understand Randy is the ninja and all... But would it kill him to spend some good old fashioned quality time with his best friend.
I've always been there for him. When we were 7, and Bash and his goons threw their food at us, I was the one cleaning him up, letting him borrow my clothes. Or like that time, when we were 9, some gerk pulled down his trousers and pushed him down the stairs, I was the one who helped nursed his sprained wrist and bruised body.
I have always been there for Randy, and I thought I always would be. But if this continues on... I don't know how long our friendship can last...
No NNSing. He had promised me. I let him off today, because there actually was a monster that needed destanking, but he still broke his promise to come to my place and play Grave Punchers 4. Just like he broke his promise to not NNS on the day of the talent competition. I still looked out for him that day, but this time... He better have a good excuse, like he had to fight McFist one on one or something, because this is just wonk! Wonk Cunningam, wonk.
I look at the clock now. 1:59 AM.
Screw it. He's not gonna show up. I'm going to bed.
As I pull the covers up to my neck, my thoughts drift back to Randy.
Dude. Our friendship is failing. I thought it was cool at first that my best friend was the ninja. The ninja! They guy we both Idolised. But then situaltions... like this! Started to happen.
Four times is enough, Cunningham. That's it. I've decided. Our friendship started to go down hill ever since the nomicon told him the ninja can't have friends. He might not have said anything, but I know it's on his mind, I see it in his eyes when he thinks i'm not looking.
Well guess what Randy. It's over. Tell your stupid book it was right.
And with that, my eyelids slid shut, not set to open until 1 PM on saturday, later that day.
It really is a shame, though, that because I was asleep, I wasn't the one to answer the phone when Randy's mother called, asking if we had seen her son.
It's a shame, that my mother is too nice and let me sleep through the phone call, even when Randy's mother almost started begging for her to wake me up. It's an even bigger shame, that the phone call could have rekindled my friendship with Randy.
It really is a shame, that i slept through it...
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I know. I know. This is really badly written. Well I don't care! This is dedicated to Kai Truesdale, because it's his birrthday today. But I don't know if he likes RC9GN so this dedication might be worthless...