It’s a pretty cool feeling having someone who doesn’t get tired of you — no matter how intolerable I think I am. There are these two small beings who seem genetically predisposed to suffer — and sometimes enjoy — my bulls***.
It’s a very comforting feeling.
I’m not talking about the fury kind of beings. I’m sure those are awesome too. I mean the human kind.
One of them named a custom Smash Bros stage after me *sniff*. It’s the little things, ya know?