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bro you’re literally like insane yk? i know this is supposed to be favorite thing but uhhhh there’s too many things? like ahdbabwjdbdjdhdj

you’ve been my friend through some of the toughest shit i’ve ever been through and you’re always good at like comforting me, and making me laugh and you’re just like one of my favorite people to talk to ever

also you actually take suggestions!! like- i said you should watch good omens and wwdits and you didn’t do the like “oh yeah” then never watch it you actually did :O that seems small but like that doesn’t happen to me often because you’re like the only person (along with the other two but this isn’t about them rn) who doesn’t blow me off when im excited about something

you’re also the one person who isn’t scared to beat me up for apologizing all the time, you’re not nice about it and that’s like exactly what i need to hear because HRRGHGHR it’s so bad!! but you’ve like forced me into thinking that what i have to say is valuable and i don’t have to apologize for existing and i just really appreciate you for that one

you just care a lot and you’re funny and such a goofy goober and you’re insanely cool

*stress induced earthquake intensifies*

“You died and made Bdubs a hero,” she says, scratching behind one of its massive ears, “I died, and…”

She laughs, bitter, tired. The dragon tilts its head, whining gently.

“…and I don’t think anyone even noticed,” she whispers. Tears drip down her cheeks, splashing lightly on the dragon’s head. “I mean- it’s just like my birthday party! Nobody’s come for a visit, not even Joel.”

The dragon nudges her gently. She pets it again.