College, senior year, and what was worst was that before we lived together he was one of my best friends.
He played World of Warcraft nearly every hour of every day and when he WASN’T playing World of Warcraft, he was setting videos of his guild fighting bosses in World of Warcraft to Viking metal music and playing them at maximum volume.
By graduation I couldn’t talk to him any more because he would constantly redirect the conversation towards World of Warcraft. It was like living with a male version of Alyson Hannigan’s character in the first American Pie, except instead of band camp it was World of Warcraft.
He dumped his girlfriend of six years (who was an absolutely wonderful girl, in my opinion) to date some girl he met in his guild. She lived in California, and when she came out to visit him during the last weeks of our senior year I couldn’t even sleep in my own bed because he was in our room loving her. Strangest person I think I’ve ever met–when I went to shake her hand to introduce myself, she flinched like she thought I was going to hit her.
I basically spent the last 4 months of my senior year just mocking him with my fellow housemates behind his back. He never noticed–and if he did, he never said anything. I haven’t spoken to him since I graduated. It’s probably for the best