IMAGINE GOING TO A COMIC BOOK CONVENTION WITH FRED.

Fred was enthusiastic, seeing all his favorite characters there, people dressed up as them. You had to take pictures of him all the time as he posed with them - not that you complained. Fred had been a comic super-fan as long as you could remember and you found his enthusiasm fun, the way he talked about the heroes and showed you his action figures. He was like a teenager with his fanboy mode, but that just made him more fun to hang out with. And now you were there, at the comic book convention, practically running between the stalls and Fred's eyes glimmered with excitement. You liked comics too, but Fred beat you with his knowledge like it was nothing. He sent the pictures to his friends back at school and some selfies with you, and some pics of you and Fred standing beside a character or hugging someone.

You attended a costume competition, of course with Fred participating and you were hooraying in the crowd as he spun there in his costume and received more hoorays and clapping. You sat in the crowd and laughed as Fred made some jokes, it was fun being in that convention with Fred and you were happy to tag along.