WTTT Oneshot Challenge

(Western) Washingtonian in (Central) Michigan

We saw "Florida Man in SoCal" and decided to give it a shot... but from experience.

So here's "Washingtonian in Michigan"

Some of these are very specific, but we tried to write some of the biggest culture shocks we faced when we moved from Washington to Michigan, which includes some very random and very specific situations...

Enjoy.

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Ships:
💐Washington & Michigan

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"Where are ya?" Michigan looked out the window, waiting to see his Northwestern guest pull into the driveway. He look a minute to look down at his watch, and then back up behind the curtains.

"I have no idea pal, you didn't exactly give me the best directions!" On the other side of the phone, was Washington, driving one handed around several houses, looking at each of their home addresses searching for his friend.

"Ope! I see ya, hold on." The Midwest state backed away from the window and stepped outside of his house, waving down the other state.

"Jesus Christ." Washington sighed as he hung up the phone and pulled in. Once pulled in, the western took his Starbucks cup in hand, took a final swig and opened the door to greet the other.

"First of all, in what world is 'The middle of the Mitt' supposed to help me find where you live?!" Washington asked as he subconsciously started to fan himself with his shirt.

"Ope- uh right here! The middle of the mitten!" Michigan beamed brightly at his annoyed friend as he pointed right smack in the middle of his palm.

"...And that was supposed to help me how?" The western state was now starting to regret drinking the last of his hot beverage. "Jesus I thought I would be safe in another northern state- what's the temperature here?"

"Ope- uhh like 77°? Why?"

"77°?! There's no way this is 77°! This has gotta be like 90° or something! I have summers that are 77°. And they aren't as hot as this."

"Ope uh maybe it's the humidity?" For a moment, the overheating state stopped fanning himself and glared at the other.

"You're kidding right?" Washington chuckled. "I'm on the water I know what humidity is and it sure as hell isn't this." Michigan furrowed his eyebrows at this, clearly offended.

"And ya think I ain't on the water?" Michigan implied, crossing his arms. Washington laughed.

"Oh puh-lease. You're a landlocked state."

"With four of the biggest lakes in the world!"

"Uh-huh, and call me when you have a 'low tide'." Washington mocked.

"Check." Michigan responded, with a cold expression. Washington stopped laughing.

"Wait really-?"

"Yeah. Y'know, there isn't much difference between the Pacific and the Great Lakes than you think." The midwestern was now sporting a rather smug grin that made the other feel oddly patriotic about his ocean.

"Yeah yeah whatever." Washington waved off the topic, not knowing how to combat the argument in his favor, making Michigan flash another smug grin.

"Can we go inside now? Jesus."

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"Hey Washy, want some potato wedges?" Michigan yelled upstairs from the living room.

"Do I want some what?!" Washington yelled, adjusting his glasses and rushing downstairs.