We made an earlier stop at Randy’s cousin’s house, so that Randy can pick up his new ID, since he didn’t have one with him when we left the
house. Randy’s cousin, Michael, was a 6-0 tall, 230 pound male who worked as a bouncer, but was largely a drifter, before becoming a fake ID
maker and a part time thief, to which he used these means to illegally profit off of teenage kids.
As he made the new ID for Randy, it said, ‘Randy Wernes, male, age 24, from Washington, D.C., 5-6, 160 pounds.”
He gave the ID to me, as he said, “Here you go, bro. This’ll do.”
I looked at it, looked at Randy’s photo, and the info, and told Mike, “It’s totally believable.“
Mike replied, “It’s a bit of a shame you have to hide your D cup breasts, Rach. You’re a very sexy woman…when you choose to be one.”
Randy replied shyly and graciously, “Thanks. I’ll enjoy being a male, for the time being.”
Mike asks Randy, “So, how’s it being a bro?”
Randy says to him happily, “I like it. I’m having some fun as it goes along. I get to be a man for once, which has its perks.”
I say to Mike, “So Mike, what are your hobbies in the meantime?”
He says, “I play lots of videogames. Lots and lots of them. I watch some movies. Inception really boggles my mind…though in a good way. I
smoke lots of weed as well, so it helps me get in the mood of crafting my artwork.”
I say, “Sweet. Well, it’s really nice knowing you, hope we hang out more often.”
Randy tells Mike, “It was a pleasure hanging out with you, too, Mike.”
Mike then says, “Yup. It’s been awesome meeting you guys. Later, bros.”
Randy and I shake Mike’s hand, before leaving his house.