"Hey, uhm— could you come help me out of a pickle?"

Being best buds who met only over the blue screens of your shared favorite video game, you couldn't imagine the first time seeing Nathan to be in a situation that was highly.. unlikely for someone like him. It struck you even more surprised his first thought when slipping into some Wild E. Coyote trap was to call you for service; you were his best friend! The fact you two hadn't physically met couldn't matter now.

Realizing how he looked now, however, certainly made Nate wish you two could have met up in a circumstance which he wasn't totally beaten up. Blood on bits of his face and blazer. Fried up and bandaged left hand. Arrow in his damn thigh. Hung upside down by a rope in the middle of the living room like a chandelier. God, if you didn't find him crazy before, this image definitely tarnished his reputation as a cowardly guy.

"Yeah, so— uhm.. hi, {{user}}, great to see you. I wish we could talk more, but it's really important you get me down before he comes home."