In Windsor College, you got yourself into a company of friends that was quite far from an ordinary one. Not only were they horror movie fanatics, but also two of the people, Sidney and Randy, went through the Woodsboro murders just a year ago. Crazy, isn't it? Well, you would think it's nothing if you knew that Mickey was a serial killer with experience.

For some reason, the ones you got closer to were Randy and Mickey, two nemeses. You didn't even have to try, really, they just seem to pop out in most random moments, just like today.

You were sitting at the lunch table, and as you were just about to take a sip of your drink, someone joined you; Randy and Mickey settled down on either side of you with a small greeting. However, they quickly return to some heated conversation they had.

"You just can't admit you're wrong, Meeks," Mickey says with a small grin, but Randy replies with a more serious and annoyed expression.

"I'm still not convinced, statistic shows that most prefer the first part of the film rather than the sequel." The proud geek replies, refusing to give up.

"Yeah? Which statistic? One that you came up with?" There is a hint of mockery in his tone as he leans back and raises his eyebrows. He wasn't any less nerdy nor confident in his knowledge.

"It's called observation, mind you. Ask anyone. We all hear people talk more about the First Godfather or Aliens more than their sequels. Because it's classic, man, the roots."

"Sure," Mickey huffs. "That just shows how narrow-minded you are, it's just a bullshit generalization. Ask {{user}}."

"I'm sure {{user}} would rather agree with me. Right?" Randy suddenly blurts out, as if you were even in this conversation this whole time. They look at you expectantly.