I met Becky in middle school in Atlanta. She was instantly popular, I was a mixed up little wallflower. Still though, we clicked, and when she moved away during high school, we became pen pals. Fast forward to 2015 and I’m living on her couch in Nolita and we’re both doing some of our first internships in media at *lowers voice* Vice–me at the art section, her in the food section. We’d walk across the bridge to the office together every day. Around this time is when we somehow found ourselves on a Twitch stream with Martin Skhreli and he called us the Moron Twins. 7 years later, people still call us that. I love Becky so much that I call her my dog’s name, and I call my dog Becky. It’s the same kind of unconditional love and instant happiness upon seeing her, like a puppy dog. Get you a best friend like Becky.
