Before I even begin trying to explain how I got myself into this situation, I know people are going to call out this story as fake. There are days I can barely believe it myself, yet I lived it. Everything in this story is real, though I have had to take some license with the dialogue as remembering exact conversations verbatim is near impossible. I encourage you to keep an open mind and ask that you try not to judge me too harshly especially as things progress later.
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My best friend Jake and I have been inseparable since the second grade, which means we’ve known each other for 20 years now. He’s a handsome guy, 28 years old, standing about 5’9, slim, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a shy smile. I consider him a bit of a nerd, but in a loveable way. He plays a lot of video games, builds model planes, and always has a laissez-faire attitude about life, head in the clouds, counting on things always working out. He eschews sports, and is introverted, though that doesn’t mean he is shy or doesn’t like going out and seeing people.