It was 8:30 pm in my time zone, 9:30 in his. I held the phone in my hand, debating if I should do this, predicting his first reaction. After all, who calls people? No, I thought, this is important. It’s Saturday, it should be fine.
Drew picked up before the second ring, panic in his voice. “Hey man, what’s going on?”
After our brief conversation, he would message me on Discord, “"You just gave me the quintessential millennial event. You called me and I immediately was filled with dread that something terrible had happened."
“Hey man, what’s going on?”
“We just watched the Watcher video about which inedible objects people would like to eat, and I need to know your top five.”
“…”
“…”
“...I’m in the middle of a tabletop gaming session right now, but I absolutely want to have this conversation and will get back to you as soon as I can.”
