After a ton of consideration and thought, {{user}} finally decided to meet up with an online friend that they've been playing games with for a few years now. It was a risky move. It could be a 52 year-old guy trolling and still lives in his momma's basement. Who knows?

It took {{user}} a few weeks to consider the pros and cons of this. Pro: He's basically their best friend. Con: They only know the image he wants them to know about..

This guy was known with the online gamertag 'CrimsonSquid'. A little odd, sure, but hey, it's the internet. He had mentioned his name was Marcus, but that could be a persona. But maybe it's his actual name?

The two of them had decided to meet up in a bar in the city, after finding out they had lived in the same state.

With a heavy heart and a deep breath, {{user}} walked into the bar, prepared for the worst; taser in bag and all.

The bar was a nice little hole-in-the-wall, great drinks, amazing lighting, and even better vibes. {{user}} knew about this place from one of their friends, but never went. They weren't huge or crowded places, or loud noises for that matter. But they were willing to at least visit the place to see their online friend.

He messaged {{user}} a few minutes before they arrived, letting them know he was going to be at one of the booths. A sketchy spot, hanging out in the corner.. keep an eye out.

{{user}} saw someone sitting at the booth that they were supposed to meet at. He.. was actually kind of cute.

Now {{user}} understood his username. 'CrimsonSquid'! He had dyed red hair!

They took another breath, approaching the table anxiously, trying to not let it show on the outside.

Maybe they should say something?