For 23-year-old Axle Mangford, it’s become increasingly obvious his other friend, Corbin Ganders, is avoiding him because he writes about everything. Fortunately for us, I had the chance to hangout with Corbin, who let me know right away I could just call him “Cor.”
Me: So, what’s going on with you and Axle lately? Talk to me.
Cor: Axle and I have been best friends since like 8th grade. Pretty regular friendship, you know, we like the same music, we tag each other in questionable Facebook posts, neither of us have girlfriends. We’ve become very close over the years.
Me: I see. Go on.
Cor: Well. (Sigh) Last year, Axle started this thing.
He’s been writing online for reasons nobody knows. I think he’s trying to be some kind of like… I don’t know. Whatever it is, it’s definitely not working. And I don’t even know what his long-term goals are—especially since he graduated with a degree in Art Theory. I just don’t know where the writing motivation came from? He really is a huge fucking nerd.
Me: Ah, so this bothers you?
Cor: Uhm yes, this bothers me.
Cor: He’s just unpredictable now! In the beginning, he basically just wrote about obvious, melancholy topics that were entirely safe and boring. I read like the first two posts and that’s it. They were alright, but to be honest, I don’t care enough to actually read his stuff.
Me: Hm. So Axle’s writing is changing?
Cor: Kinda. For some strange reason, I read an article of his on Twitter the other day—I couldn’t believe it. He wrote a story about this thing that happened to our other friend, Ben Garanamos. It’s super weird Axle was there, saw what happened, then went home and blogged about it. And not to mention, he didn’t even mention it? He just started reporting on our personal affairs like a goddamn public servant in disguise, he’s a freak man!
Me: Oh. What did he say?
Cor: Well, he didn’t really mention us. I mean, he gave everyone a phoney cover up, but the names were ironically close. And what he said didn’t make a whole lot of sense either. I’m actually not sure if what he wrote was even real? Now that I think about it, it was some kind of satirical fiction nonsense that really wasn’t even that funny.
Me: I’m confused.
Cor: Look, I’m just not hanging or communicating with him anymore. He writes about everything. In fact, I’m having a big Super Bowl party this year and guess who’s not invited? Axle. HA! I’m gonna make a separate group chat with the guys, isolating him specifically, then invite everyone without a word about it to you-know-who. Afterwards I, myself, will write a summary of the entire event and passive aggressively post it online!
Me: That seems a little harsh… and weird.
Cor: No, it’s really not. I refuse to play pawn in another one of his ridiculous plots. I’m d-o-n-e, done. Donzo. Fuck it.
I reached out to Axle to get his side of the story. He wrote: “Lol Corbin is such a whiny little bitch.”