Hi everyone! So this is a true story about something that happened in my group of friends, and I’m going to tell it from a third person perspective so as not to directly insert myself into the story – I think it’s best told from a totally impartial perspective. Forgive me if it’s a little long, but if you do happen to read it all, I hope you’re rewarded and feel free to message me about it with your reaction afterwards!
So I’m part of a friend group that goes back to the very first year of high school. We were always the shy, nerdy group, and that’s how we all gravitated towards each other. We did very well academically, and our group was always closer and more stable than some of the more popular kids.
Many years passed, and we remained close friends out of high school and into adulthood. Literally every week, we’d get together and hang out, and do mostly incredibly boring things. We don’t drink. We would NEVER do drugs. It was always just chilling, talking about our lives, watching something, and playing some games. I should also note that despite a whole lot of crushes and tension (mainly from the guys towards the girls), everything remained strictly platonic the whole time.