When I got to that point in the game I stopped playing for a month! Yeah!
I don’t blame you! D: I think we were both so filled with “NOPE NOPE NOPE THIS NEEDS TO BE DONE. NOW.” that we had to power through it. XD;;;;;
We do really like how Drake also is filled with NOPE. He is not getting paid enough for this. He’s not even sure he’s getting paid. He holds his gun up while wincing behind cover and makes unhappy ouch noises when he flings himself fifteen feet into solid rock. Yay, not macho leading man characterization!
For some reason I thought Uncharted was 80% “Drake is a monkey boy” and 20% “Drake shoots things from convenient waist high cover”— I appear to have had my ratios backwards.
And then I completely failed to realize there would be a “Nathan Drake does Resident Evil” section. WOW. Uh. Not a single fan of horror shooters to be found in this household, only much cursing. >_> And cursing mixed with apologizing to the really not a horror fan roomie.
We have earned our hot chocolate tonight, dangit.
Still alive! Mostly established in the new digs. Mostly. Wednesday I have an interview and then the arrival of my last bit of tat, a comfy chair in which to enthrone myself.
As my roommate put it, “If we’re ever in doubt as to which bit of furniture is whose, we’ll ask, ‘Does it have feet?’”
… My Matroshka-esque stacking chests look inclined to waddle. I am so pleased.