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Wait — you can't find your driving moccasins either? BESTIES!
The two of you would be the voices of reason in your friend group.
It'd be a constant confidence party if the two of you were friends!
That would be another plus of being best friends: you'd always reassure each other of how flawless you both are!
If you're BFFs, you'll always be there to keep each other company!
You and Schmidt would have the best time gossiping because you'd always know everyone else's business.
The pair of you would be unstoppable in the club.
Admittedly, any argument would be the attitude showdown of the year. But of course you'd make up super fast because, hello, besties.
Brush up those compliment-accepting skills, 'cause you're bound to get a lot of them with Schmidt as a best friend!
BFF shopping trips would be AH-MAZING.
You could share in each other's angst.
Again- the gossiping would be incredible. SO SCANDY.
You know you'd hold each other back if any youths got too up in your face.
Direct quote, Scott Caan.
You'd be an unstoppable team of success!
Schmidt would totes help you get past your mistakes- after all, he has made some as well!
The two of you would SO win the Iron Throne.
You'd be like two wise, attractive owls.
You and Schmidt would have the best light-hearted, teasing banter!
There would be no beating around the bush in your friendship- you'd get straight to the point!
You'd always have a shoulder to cry on (and/or with)!
The two of you would be able to make sense of this insane world.
You'd be able to have informed (and mature?) discussions/dish sessions.
Gotta get down on Friday. And, boy, would the two of you get down.
*The two of you would definitely know that that means 'of course.'
Your conversations would be positively rife with figurative language.
Your dynamic duo would be known for repping your roots with hella pride.
That pretty much settles it: you and Schmidt are meant to be.
