friendsies

“Piers and I became friendsies in our way,” Maurice continued, smiling implacably, “two, three times a week. Always the same format in the hall.[…]”

1981, Dotson Rader, Beau Monde, Random House, →ISBN, page 59

Wave bye-bye to our friendsies, Mr. Babbitt, and think naughty bunny thoughts all day.

2009, John Barnes, Tales of the Madman Underground (An Historical Romance 1973), Viking, →ISBN

“No biscuits,” snapped the proprietress. “Your military friendsies scarfed ’em all up. For ’emselves.”

2011, Gregory Maguire, Out of Oz (The Wicked Years), William Morrow, →ISBN, page 50

“Listen,” he hesitated, “about what I said before. I didn’t mean to offend you,” he said, not exactly apologizing. But before he could finish, she interjected. “Friendsies?” she winked, coyly.

2013, Joe DeMono, Ciro, AuthorHouse, →ISBN, page 19

The entire book writing process would have been miserable if I could not regularly hang out with my friendsies (as I call them).

2014, Mikołaj Jan Piskorski, “Acknowledgments”, in A Social Strategy: How We Profit from Social Media, Princeton, N.J.; Oxford: Princeton University Press, published 2016, →ISBN, page 258