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When I got to pick them up in heels and dance with them. Sev was giggling the whole time and also shit scared I might have dropped them.
Taurian
Sev would call me on my birthday or on new years. Always at exactly 12:01am, when it was officially the day. No matter what she was doing, I would always get a call and either hear her singing me happy birthday, or hear her and the other people she was with shouting and cheering 'HAPPY NEW YEAR!'. It always put the biggest smile on my face.
We also probably had one of the worlds longest running WhatsApp chats. We didnt really start messages by saying 'Hi', we always just picked up where we left off the last time. Sometimes we would skip a few days if one of us was busy but then conversation would always resume right where we left it. The 10+ year WhatsApp chat
Stef
Many of the best times of my 20's had Sev involved. Myself, Stef, Jeremy and Sev used to go on these camping holidays and they were a ton of fun. We stayed at a somewhat sketchy looking place one winter and it had a fireplace, Jem and I decided to start a fire but didn't realize the chimney was blocked . Queue panicked fleeing of the chalet and two unimpressed ladies.
The many many trance party campsite cook-offs or Christmas day Gammon. Our dogs literally upending the whole campsite during a getaway in the Drakensburg while Sev tried to make breakfast. The Cake we tried to make out of 10 different bags of sweets ending up as a solid brick of sugar (I ate it over the course of a month). I miss those days alot.
Angelo
Ever since we were kids, you killed plants. You tried so hard to grow them but it never quite worked. In our house in Blairgowrie the garden grew like a jungle, the sink holes grew seedlings and the floors grew mushrooms. I suspect that this was the final straw, if the stupid house could do it, why not your brilliant self? When you moved to Greymont something snapped in you, and you began growing plants with a feverish intensity that I've never seen from another human. Flash through to today and your house is like a tropical paradise, plants in every room, growing healthily and each with it's own personality and individually decorated pot. You had developed such a strong green thumb. My phone gallery is full of pictures of all your plants, you were so proud of every single one of them. I remember when we found one of your plants covered in caterpillars, they had almost consumed the whole thing and I told you to murder them all, but instead you gave them a terrarium and grew them into a million moths, because you loved bugs way before you loved your plants.
Con
We grew apart for a few short years when you left home, and you came back into my life when you got engaged. I flew up to Johannesburg and met all your friends, and I fell in love with them all. I returned for your wedding, and I loved it all so much. Russell's wedding cake and its fondant's ungodly payload of sugar is still the highest I have ever been (I should have heeded his warning.) You put so much of yourself into it, just like you did with everything you ever did. I adore the photos from that day, normally you were shy about your teeth and reserved your smile, but in most of the pictures from that day you are grinning like a loony person. I'd never seen you so happy before, and it was truly a special gift just to see how much happier you would become as the years drifted by. I can't tell you how sad we all are that we won't be able to experience what you had planned for your wedding with Clyde. What we had already planned, and knowing just how adept you got at throwing the most amazing, one-of-a-kind parties, I just know that your wedding would have broken the world.
Con
2020, Lockdown. The three of us were stuck in your one-bedroom flat for the whole ordeal. We spent the time on zooms with Russell, Gav and Salma. Catsby was always the star of the zooms. It was a hard times but we still gathered in our own way, listened to music, drank what alcohol we could find and enjoyed each other's company
Con
She was insane from the moment you summoned her from the dark abyss. Your first elder god, C'Thulu "Thulu" "Lulu" Greenaway. You were convinced she could slip into the great beyond, often disappearing into the cupboard never to be found again until she deemed it strictly necessary. You guys would often shout at each other intelligibly, having weird conversations in the kitchen about the newfangled food you had procured that she had suddenly incomprehensibly decided was beneath her sophisticated tastes. She used to wake you up by knocking everything over and clawing the furniture and you used to groggily shout at her until you gave up and rose for the day. Thulu doesn't really love you unless she's bitten your ankles or stood on your chest and screamed in your face. The only time she is ever chilled is when she is listening to black metal or experimental music. She misses you, but she will be just fine without you (because she's biting Clyde's ankles and sitting on his laptop keyboard).
Con
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