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>be at uni
>decide to make friends so college life won't be so mundane
>in all of my classes only one guy likes Pokemon
>he's a grade A neck beard that also smells like a fucking dumpster
>no choice but to befriend him
>start hanging out with Fred (lets call him that)
>His room is a fucking mess and leaves food everywhere
>I notice something
>he's not only obsessed with Pokemon
>he fucking loves the flinstones
>he has merchandise plastered across his walls (some that were probably 40+ years old) and even has flinstones vitamins sitting on his coffee table
>what in the fuck
>decide to ignore his Hannah Barbera flavored fetish and we get into a heated Pokemon battle on B2
>after narrowly losing to his well oiled team, he invites me to play with him in some local Pokemon tourney.
>why the fuck not?
>we arrive at the rec center a few days later and boy, am I surprised
>I thought it wa between a few people but there are easily 100+ people there to duel
>wut
>he takes off and leads the way into the building, showing me the tables where people battle
>tables are divided into 1v1 slots that have portable chargers on them
>realize this is some serious shit
>start to wander around to learn the rules and meet people
>find two guys who are pretty cool to me
>lets call them J and R
>J is a skinny guy with glasses and looks like a geek
>R seems like the typical "OH YEAH POKEMON. I LIKE CHARIZARD! WHOO SPORTS FOOTBALL!" but is almost as big a Pokemon fan as me
>I battle both and they are pretty good
>R invites me to his room at my uni
>didn't even know he went to my uni
[cont.]
>decide to make friends so college life won't be so mundane
>in all of my classes only one guy likes Pokemon
>he's a grade A neck beard that also smells like a fucking dumpster
>no choice but to befriend him
>start hanging out with Fred (lets call him that)
>His room is a fucking mess and leaves food everywhere
>I notice something
>he's not only obsessed with Pokemon
>he fucking loves the flinstones
>he has merchandise plastered across his walls (some that were probably 40+ years old) and even has flinstones vitamins sitting on his coffee table
>what in the fuck
>decide to ignore his Hannah Barbera flavored fetish and we get into a heated Pokemon battle on B2
>after narrowly losing to his well oiled team, he invites me to play with him in some local Pokemon tourney.
>why the fuck not?
>we arrive at the rec center a few days later and boy, am I surprised
>I thought it wa between a few people but there are easily 100+ people there to duel
>wut
>he takes off and leads the way into the building, showing me the tables where people battle
>tables are divided into 1v1 slots that have portable chargers on them
>realize this is some serious shit
>start to wander around to learn the rules and meet people
>find two guys who are pretty cool to me
>lets call them J and R
>J is a skinny guy with glasses and looks like a geek
>R seems like the typical "OH YEAH POKEMON. I LIKE CHARIZARD! WHOO SPORTS FOOTBALL!" but is almost as big a Pokemon fan as me
>I battle both and they are pretty good
>R invites me to his room at my uni
>didn't even know he went to my uni
[cont.]
