Every friend group has that one random stranger they’ve encountered on a random night out that becomes the main character of a long-running inside joke.
For us, it’s Randall Emmett.
I wouldn’t even actually call us a friend group. We’re more like a special edition version of a friend group. There’s me and K, true friends. Then there’s L, a guy who used to date K’s best friend, who doesn’t even live in LA, but comes into town every now and then for work.
Our friend ‘group’ formed the day-slash-night of our Randall encounter, and our bond is still exclusively based on the lore of, the jokes about, and our imaginary worries for the powerhouse behind Gotti, who we’ll never see again.
The story goes, it was Memorial Day Weekend 2019.
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