So I have this group of friends, right, and when I say friends I literally mean cheesy sitcom How I Met Your Mother/Community/Parks and Recreation F.R.I.E.N.D.S. They’re fantastic, they’re like a second family to me-
-and they’re all moving.
It sounds cliche to say I expect us all to stay together as a group forever… but I sort of do. We came together quickly, and forged some weirdly deep bonds. None of us expected to be friends, myself the least. I didn’t want more friends (I know, it sounds horrible). I was perfectly content to slide through college with minimal fuss or fanfare.
Instead, a casual friend I made at the end of my sophomore year turned into a good friend, and wanted to introduce me to all the other ragtag, independent-minded, loner-types she somehow attracted to her. The first few times we all hung out, we were like a group of cats who have all taken up residence in the same area, but were too stubborn to acknowledge the other’s presence.
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