Okay, in honor of the holiday of love I'm going to tell this strange and a bit embarrassing story of my WoW boyfriend. So, let's roll back the clock to 2007, I was in 7th grade and because reasons, I ended up spending a lot of my free time on World of Warcraft. In those days I don't know what it was, maybe something in the water, but I made a lot of friends in World of Warcraft who I got really close to over the years. One of the first friends I made was Enri, who played a Troll Hunter, just like me.
Back in the day of vanilla WoW, when you wanted to do an instance you had to manually go talk to people and form a group. Then you had to go, physically to the instance. Unless you had a Warlock in which case they could summon members of the party if you had an additional person to help with the ritual of summoning.
In 2007, was looking to run Scarlet Monastery Armory with a warlock friend of mine one day, I got a party together but one of our members was all the way on the far side of Kalimdor (Scarlet Monetary was in the Eastern Kingdom.) As we waited for our party member to get there, we tried to find some to help us summon them.
Now, sometimes World of Warcraft was a nurturing community for me but not that day. People were being terrible, trolling us, asking for money, or just plain ignoring us. That is until a troll hunter named Enri came into the room. He helped us, I may have been toxic and kicked someone out to bring Enri on, and the rest was history. We joined the same guild, quested together, talked in party chat all the time, left the guild, and went on adventures.
Back then, I didn't know what I was doing so sometimes I would just do stuff for the hell of it. We saw the room under Orgrimmar glitch, got into trouble in enemy territory and trained pets just for the gag. And gosh he got me through a lot of boring profession grinding. Then one day, he asked me to go to Stranglethorn Vale, which was one of my favorite areas.
We walked around for a while, jumped off of waterfalls, killed some tigers, tamed a gorilla, and other goofy stuff until eventually, he asked me out. Enri was, I think, around a year older than me, let the record show that I didn't date a 30-year-old at the age of 13.
Anyway, I said yes. He was actually my first crush. Sort of? I am very much gay but I didn't know that at the time and the internet is weird. I've talked about how video games have messed with my sense of my orientation before. So for the next year, we were "dating." But again, it's the internet and I was an innocent kid so we didn't do much but playing together, lwe leveled our alt characters together, did battlegrounds, and chatted constantly. It was really just a friendship, the friendship it had always been.
Knowing that this was a very bizarre situation, I didn't tell anyone in my actual life about us. It was an uneventful relationship. I knew better than to open up to him, I believed I knew him but I wasn't about to put myself at risk. My parents didn't want me on voice chat, understandably so, I only got to hear his voice once. Our only connection was through World of Warcraft, we never saw each other.
Then his mom stopped paying his subscription and our relationship ended and my little 14-year-old heart was broken. My partner in crime was gone but that also happened a lot. World of Warcraft friendships, for me, were always fleeting. Life would come up and people cycled out of the picture quite a bit. He was just another one of those people. But yeah, I had a boyfriend in World of Warcraft at 13 years old. Happy Valentines day.