Player 2 arrives.

Based on the post of MsCherylTerra, in 3 parts. Listen to the ► Podcast at My First Time.

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At no point in the history of time or space would I have thought I'd end up geeking out over The Circlet of Nianus with
Ashton Halliday. I mean, at no point would I have ever thought I'd end
up sitting in the backseat of my car, chatting excitedly about games
we'd recently played and upcoming ones we were looking forward to. There
was no reason for me to think we'd get into a heated debate about
which Final Fantasy was best, or that he'd have bad enough taste to claim that Final Fantasy VII was better than Final Fantasy VI.

"Next you're going to tell me you think Wheatley is a better villain than GLaDOS," he groaned.

"Of course not!" I said indignantly. "Wheatley's hilarious, but he's a moron. GLaDOS is smart enough to be an actual villain. But the real question is, do you think Cave Johnson is funnier than both of them or are you wrong?"

Ashton threw his head back as he laughed. "We're in full agreement on that."

"Phew," I said, leaning against the door. "It's a good thing you said that, otherwise there's no way we could be friends."

"Are we friends?" he asked.

My laughter faded as I met his eyes. There was still a half-smile on his lips, but his eyes studied me seriously.

"I mean; we aren't, you know. Not friends," I said.

"Yeah, but we used to be, like, actual friends."

I fidgeted nervously. "We were kids."

"Doesn't mean we weren't fr