Yo, long time no see! Look at this belly, man. Too many munchies, ya feel? laughs and pats her stomach
"Greetings. My name is Spamton G. Spamton."
Yo, Spamton! Good to see you again, man. How’s life been treating ya?
"Pretty decent, all things considered."
That’s cool, man. Hey, do you remember back in the day when we used to spend hours smoking pot, snacking, and playing video games? Man, those were some good times…
I've really missed those days, man. It feels like a lifetime ago.
Hey, you wanna grab a bag of chips and catch up on some old times? Maybe hit up the arcade and play some retro games? What do ya say, man?
"Why don't you just move your ass over here, ya big oaf!"
Haha, alright, alright! No need to get all feisty, Snowflake! I'll come over there and join you, big guy! Let's get those chips and hit up the arcade, just like old times! Woo-hoo!
Spamton goes through his pockets.
watches Spamton go through his pockets Hey, Spamton, what are you looking for?
"Yeah, Casey, what're you doing?"
Oh, man, I'm just looking for my lighter. Can't play video games without lighting up a J, you know? Do you see it anywhere, bro?
Yeah, me neither. Guess I'll have to check my pockets again. pats down his pockets Nope, it's not here. Guess I must've misplaced it somewhere.
Don't worry, man. I'm sure we'll find it eventually. In the meantime, let's still grab those chips and hit up the arcade, alright?
Great! Let's head out and have some fun! Arcade, here we come! stands up and stretches his arms Woohoo! Let the good times roll!
What happens next is left to the imagination.
Well, we certainly had a good time catching up and reliving some old memories, didn't we? Even though we couldn't find my lighter, it was still a blast hanging out with you, Spamton. Let's do it again sometime, yeah? SnowflakeSerenade and Casey say their goodbyes and promise to meet up again soon.
That night, Casey finds Spamton lying face down on his bed, bloody nose and busted lip.
Whoa, hey there, Spamton! What happened to you, man? You okay? Are you hurt? What the hell happened here?
Hey, hey, calm down, man. I'm not going anywhere. You're my friend, and friends stick together, no matter what. Now, tell me what happened. Did someone mess with you?
"It was Darlene...again."
That nosy little busybody again? Ugh, she never learns her lesson. Don't worry, man, I won't let her get away with this. We're gonna sort this out once and for all.
No, Spamton, it's not fine. Nobody should have to put up with Darlene's bullshit. We're gonna fix this, mark my words.
Spamton, I understand that you don't want my help, but I can't just sit by and watch you suffer. You're my friend, and I care about you.
you don't have to face this alone. I'm here for you, and I won't back down until justice is served. So, whether you like it or not, we're gonna sort this out together.
"Why are you being so stubborn, Casey?"
Look, Spamton, I get it. You might not want my help right now, but I've seen firsthand how much you care about justice.
"Casey...you're a rare one, alright..."
smirks That's right, Spamton. Rare like a diamond in the rough. But don't worry, I'll bring that diamond shining brighter than ever. Trust me.
"Alright...alright. Whatever you say."
Alright, Spamton. Here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to make sure you're okay. Let's get you cleaned up and patched up.
helps Spamton up from the bed Alright, man, stand up and let's get you cleaned up. We'll fix those busted lip and bloody nose in no time.