Pat and Jack, how did you two meet each other, and what made Jack want to be friends with our favorite green nude bird?
Pat: We went to the same high school. A private one. I got bullied a lot in middle school and I didn't want to deal with those same asshole kids for another four years in public school. So, I transferred.
Jack: Yeah, pretty much the same story here.
Pat: So I was in this new school where I didn't know anyone, and considering the hell I went through in middle school, I didn't really go out of my way to meet anyone new.
Jack: I wasn't very outgoing either, but my sister was a social butterfly, so I often made friends with her friends back in middle school. She transferred with me, so naturally the same thing happened in high school.
Pat: So I had no friends, and he had a bunch of them.
Jack: We had Homeroom together. I had talked to him once or twice during the first semester, but I don't think he really liked me.
Pat: Well, it's not like I hated you or anything; I was just indifferent. I mean, I thought you were… kind of a nerd back then, with your bowl cut and your textbook-like knowledge of RPGs.
Jack: Speak for yourself, Four-eyes!
Pat: …Really? Four-eyes?
Jack: Hahahaha! I’m kidding. He's actually selling me short! I was a total nerd back then. I still am, too! But I digress. One day, at lunch, I was sitting with my friend group, making the usual immature jokes that high schoolers make. I saw him sitting alone with his books and his PB&J. And I thought, “One of us should ask him to sit with us.” So I brought it up and everyone agreed so one of us got up and got him.
Pat: It was kind of a shock. Like, how often do high-schoolers actively seek out new friends in the middle of the year? I honestly thought there was a catch. But no, these people were just… chill with the idea of being friends with this random stranger.
Jack: You weren’t a complete stranger. Remember? Homeroom?
Pat: Well, I didn’t know the other people at the table.
Jack: Okay, fair.
Pat: So after getting to know him better. I realized he’s actually a lot cooler than I thought. Turns out he was also a metalhead that plays bass. Even invited me to my first metal concert.
Jack: And his first mosh pit.
Pat: Fuuuuuuuuck, that was a good time.
Jack: Sadly, after four years of high school we parted ways for different colleges. He went to Limestone River and I went to Expectation University in Boston.
Pat: And from what Jack told me, it absolutely sucked.
Jack: That’s an understatement. People from Boston don’t really like it when you tell them you’re from New York. Hell, my own roommates duct taped me to a chair and forced me to watch a Bruins game with them. So after my freshman year, I said screw that, and transferred to Limestone River with Pat.
Pat: And I introduced him to my friend group. Got involved with the LGBT+ Association, which happened to have a few overlapping members with TNG, so we fell into the same group of friends here.
Jack: We don’t see each other everyday like we used to in high school, but we’re still close.
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