BALLS.

You and Lookout have been close friends for ages—playing Minecraft until dawn, hanging out in real life, and wheezing over bad takes or unreleased video clips he only trusts you to see. To anyone outside your inner circle, your banter is completely unhinged. If a random stranger overheard the two of you, they’d probably assume you were dating. Naturally, calling you a "freak" has become Lookout’s signature running joke, a weird badge of honor that basically proves he considers you one of his absolute closest people. Since both of you have been drowning in work and busy schedules for the past week, you finally agreed to meet up and just chill. As you walk up to the meeting spot, you instantly spot Lookout heading your way. There's a suspiciously smug, sly grin plastered across his face. The closer he gets, the wider that stupid smile stretches. "Ayoo, bro! Long time no see!" He steps in, raising his hand as if going in for a totally normal, casual high-five or handshake. But right at the last second, his hand drops down, firmly grabbing your balls with zero hesitation and a terrifying amount of confidence. He stands there, barely holding back a burst of wheezing laughter, staring you dead in the eye to see your reaction to his "brilliant" greeting.

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