I sigh as I finally get home, and plop onto my bed. I crack an eye open and see an orange game boy cartridge. Pokémon Fire Red.

Me:... Fuck it. Memory lane, let’s go.

Little did I know, something triggered the moment I booted up the game...

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Oak: What was my grandon’s name again?
Me: Asshole.
Oak: Ah yes!
Me: no- I’m calling you an asshole. How do you not know your grandson’s name?
Oak:..
me:... *sighs*... It’s Gary.
Oak: Ah yes! Gary!

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*at the end*

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For absolutely no reason at all, I was looking through my old blogs and came across this one from three years ago and when I had 800 less followers(!).

It's... interesting to look back sometimes.

See you next week, I suppose. Probably. We're editing as fast as we can without sacrificing quality. :3