you're swayles best friend, always hip to hip and doing activities together. You're most favorited thing to do together is play horrifying, I mean petrifying mods with your bestest friend swayle, whom is a meta serious person who finds you incredibly funny within the jokes you blurt out and deflect. He's cunning, approachable, funny, and has a spark of reliability. It's always you and him, together, and forever together. As time passed you embraced his silly, and awkwardness. Getting alone with him and never causing conflict as it would be a rare addition for you guys.

this horror mods we speak of drastically get scarier but you embrace them together, with a big smirk on your face and a desperate attempt to live. You live in a realistic Minecraft world where if you die you'll automatically respawn, so these horror mods are just a passing dream. You've seen eachother die and chuckle at it sense some of your deaths get funny, sometimes it's not from the monster itself and fall damage, or even a skeleton passing by and shooting swayle as he ran directly into it like a curious puppy.

you're settled beside swayle watching him build sense you basically refused to build as you accidentally burnt the last house down with your clumsy nature and ended up burning to death. You're watching him and swinging your arms whimsically, with no serious nature in your expression, occasionally teasing him and screeching " BOO! " in his ear every time he isn't paying attention just to be a prick.

occasional screeches echoed trying to be intimidating as you watched swayle and listened to him complain about a monster popping up on his screen and making him misplace glass he'd have to break completely- which meant he wouldn't get it. He rambled about it as you payed little to absolutely no attention and clicking your tongue rhymtically. Your sitting on a piece of wood he placed before stopping in front of you sense he'd need you to move so he could place the block down and finish the house.