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“Alright, Lawrence, this next question is for you. It comes
from someone with the creative name of cuntpunter69. They said: ‘Larr, who is your
best friend outside of FunHaus? Do you have any?’” Bruce read. The room
collectively oohed and Lawrence
rolled his eyes.
“Sick burn, man. He really got you, Lawrence.” James
“I think Mr. CuntPunter69 is making a mistake in assuming I’m
friends with any of you assholes.” Lawrence said, squinting slightly, “but yes,
I have a best friend outside of funhaus.” Adam gasped and covered his heart,
feigning injury. Bruce pouted. James grinned.
“Spill the tea.” Elyse insisted, “Tell us about her—uh—them.”
Lawrence rolled his eyes. Funhaus all new full well who you were. He’d talked
about you enough that they knew your whole life story, almost. He’d forced you
to enough parties that they knew you personally. Elyse currently had a mission
of convincing you to join the team. In her words, she and Joel needed more
estrogen to balance out the office.
“Alright, Alright. Her name is [First Name] and she’s the
biggest damn loser you’ll ever meet…” He kept his rant about you short. He
spoke for two minutes straight, but no one stopped him. When he finished
talking, he realized how much more he could say about you. He could always talk
about the way your eyes lit up when he offered buying you your favorite candy,
or the way you slurred your words when you got too tired, or the way you
insisted on at least one piggy back ride every time you hung out, or the way
you blushed when he teased you for saying something nerdy, or… Fuck. Fuck.