I’m not very good at these things, but for one of the few close friends I had, I’ll do my best.

I still remember playing games together with other friends well over a decade ago, back before I even knew your name. Hanging out online to talk as a group, playing a whole bunch of different games together with friends (and the ways you’d try to make it fair for me when I was falling behind in Risk of Rain), messing around and having dumb little fake arguments about nothing … I’m really going to miss it, and I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing it. I’m unbelievably awkward when talking to people alone that I don’t know terribly well, but back before I had a good feel for who you were and encountered that very situation, you were very easy to talk to and I almost felt silly for being so nervous. We didn’t talk one on one on a constant basis, but whenever we did it was always about some picture you found that you thought I’d like, or about a game we were both into – very chill and simple stuff. I wish I reached out more often myself, but I’m glad you would talk to me at all given how seldom I reach out to anyone. You were really an amazing friend, and I’m still in disbelief that this really happened. I keep expecting you to sign on to Discord so our group can go chill in some game or another for a few hours, it just feels unreal.

Thank you for all the good times and good memories. And thank you again for the music you composed for my streams. It won’t be getting replaced any time soon, if ever.

To Mike: Thank you for choosing to do all of this virtually. Your son was an amazing person, as you already know, and I think I can safely say all of us who would otherwise be unable to say goodbye like this are very thankful for the opportunity. I hope you’re doing well, and please take care.

– Liz