Dec 30, 2025 — Feb 19, 2026
51 days · 4 degenerates · no going back
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📌 The Pinned Message — 09 Feb 2026, 08:13
— Josephy, sent from a car stuck in traffic
Charlie had just said "I made it in 2 seconds by car." Joseph replied with this. Unprompted. He then said "Best quote ever. Pin it." Charlie pinned it immediately. It remains pinned. It has never been explained. It never will be.
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// the end
Fifty-one days. Ten outings. One illness that took everyone down. One pinned message about a gorilla and a sofa that makes no sense. One Dr Pepper incident. One "weed brownie" that was just a brownie. One behaviour point for threatening a teacher. One charity work accident. One group of people who somehow make everything better.
But also: the 3am conversations when someone needed them. The FutureMe email asking if you're still alive. The parents evening defeats and the sudden glazing. The rec walks in the rain. The cheese grater Valentine's Day. The all-nighters and the soggy jeans and the two-jacket outings. The moments where someone says "you guys mean the world to me" and everyone already knew.
Charlie — no house, all heart. Builder of Minecraft villages, coder at 3am, guardian of the photo evidence. You have the streets and somehow that's enough.
Josephy — gorilla sofa, Doccy P, and the realest feelings in the room. You are an older brother, a main character, and proof that sometimes 10/80 is just a Tuesday.
Matilda — the sharpest tongue and the softest heart. The cat is coming. Keep the room clean. And maybe stop telling people they're charity work.
Ruby — 86K eyebrow views and the camera and the letter to your future self. You are the reason this group feels like a group and not just a chat.
This chat changed my life. I love you all. 💞