All that’s missing for me is countless d&d books and a thick fog of cigarette smoke.

Oh god yes. I had a buddy and we’d stay up until who-knows-when playing the NES. It was even better when his brother’s friend would bring over his milk crates full of games (yes, plural).

I experienced this in the 2000s till 2010s

Help! The unmute button doesn’t work.

Needs someone sleeping in a pillowcase or using throw pillows as a blanket and warm half empty 2 liters of soda, pizza boxes, and crumb crust lying everywhere.

My mother would kill me if she found me like this!